she smells of
forgotten childhood memories
and the first fall of autumn
when the leaves dance in the wind
before softly landing on your shoulder.
she smells of
old libraries and used books,
and pumpkin spice coffee that
drifts longingly in the air,
for she smells
just as beautiful
as she looks.
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