The Essence of my Man
I love the scent my Man leaves behind...A souvenir of passion...A legacy of love; a sweet, sweet find!I love it when I discoverHis shirt upon my bed.Most women find this unnerving..But I rejoice instead..I simply unfurl the coversAs I sit on my bed mesmerizing,The essence of my ManI sit within a stupor,Holding his sweet apparel,Tight within my breast,As I absorb the essence of my manAnd feel his mighty presence clasped against my chest;I love to feel his presence nearWhen indeed he is afar;It soothes me when I can enjoy his presence hereIt is such a lovely scent by far....The scent of English LavenderOn a rainy April morn;A mixture of golden sands and summer’s breeze...Of freshly scented dew upon a green, green lawn.It fills my soul with everlasting blissTo feel him so very close to meI can almost feel his kissUpon my bare skin, so soft and tenderlyAnd smell his sweet cologne sweetly bathing me;The lovely fresh aroma of sweet cedarInside a man’s bedchamber.I love the sweet aroma...The Essence of my ManMary Gonzalez ©2000 Written October 23rd, 2001 © on Oct 23 2001 01:29 PM PST, Mary Aris 0 • 8
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"I love the scent my Man leaves behind...A souvenir of passion...A legacy of love; a sweet, sweet find!I love it when I discoverHis shirt upon my bed.Most women find this unnerving..But I rejoice instead..I simply unfurl the coversAs I sit on my bed mesmerizing,The essence of my ManI sit within a stupor,Holding his sweet apparel,Tight within my breast,As I absorb the essence of my manAnd feel his mighty presence clasped against my chest;I love to feel his presence nearWhen indeed he is afar;It soothes me when I can enjoy his presence hereIt is such a lovely scent by far....The scent of English LavenderOn a rainy April morn;A mixture of golden sands and summer’s breeze...Of freshly scented dew upon a green, green lawn.It fills my soul with everlasting blissTo feel him so very close to meI can almost feel his kissUpon my bare skin, so soft and tenderlyAnd smell his sweet cologne sweetly bathing me;The lovely fresh aroma of sweet cedarInside a man’s bedchamber.I love the sweet aroma...The Essence of my ManMary Gonzalez ©2000..."