Scent

I walked into the perfumery today.
Oh, the sweet smells!
I felt like I was surrounded by
A whole garden of roses, and daffodils, and orchids
Walking on the wet green grass beside a lake.
And out of all of these, one scent stood out.
I wish I could bottle it up and send it to you,
Because you were the first thing I thought of.

Do you think something can smell like a color?
I could smell the color yellow.
Do you know how that feels?
Like Sunshine, and sunflowers.
Like going to bed after a long, dreary day,
And waking up to spring,
The sun shining through the blinds.
Playful.

Do you think something can smell like a memory?
I could smell our car rides.
When we would cross our fingers
And hope for as many red lights as we could get
So we could sit together for just a few more minutes
Time never did stop for us,
So we made the most of it we could.
Happy.

I wish my words were enough to describe it,
To describe what world it took me to.
I can’t bottle up the scent
And send it across the world.
But I’ll keep it with me in hope
That one day, if you do,
It makes you think of me too.