the cologne I used
to splash

the farenheit
she remembered

fifteen years back
she never forgot

nor did i forget the
way she moved me

her scents
that drove me
up a mountain

familiararities
shared

remembered

she brings back
the past

and i
see it

for the first time
in years i see it

and it hits me
in comfort

of who we were then
and this feelings
of us now

the feeling of

'why not'
mixed with
'what if'

seems even more unreal
knowing that love is
a possiblity worth
entertaining

like two wolves
panting

the way we lick
our lips through
our eyes

the excitement
boiling like the
dancing lid on
the pot of stove
left on high

feels like the first night
i met her

i want to stare at her

but i feel her
staring at me

the pressure

too much
and not enough

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Very real and good write man,,,I really like this one alot..