perfume | m.c.

sweet

shealea would hold him and he'd

smell the scent of strawberries and

an assortment of wonderful things

and he'd say things that were

just as sweet as she smelled.

"babe?"

"yea mikey?"

"you're just as sweet as you smell."

and her words would get caught in her throat

because michael was too sweet.

and jesus they used the word

'sweet' too much but

it was okay. and of course

shealea would turn as pink

as the color of her perfume

bottle. michael would face her with a

smile as warm as his arms and

stare at her with a look filled with so

love and adoration. and that's the way they were.