Something sweet like freshly
mown grass
but more rusty like a favorite teapot

then pinpricks of warm spices
cinnamon nutmeg
and the classics of course
the pinch of pepper
the memory of salt

also the lingering scent of incense

all
of it an amalgamation
pressed into my mind from the
scent in my shirt stretched
over a pillow
it assists in relaxation purposes

all
of it only a flicker
of a moment
of a memory of you

and I do not want to
let

go