In my hair and in my clothes
Fragrances of love at night
Everywhere a trace of those
Odours of pure delight

Kisses- sweet and tender, too
Memories of a sweet embrace
Therein lay the love from you  
Shown bright, through your lovely face

Gone is she who left them here
I wish her scent, herself would stay
She left a trace most everywhere
But soon it'll perish... fade away
 
Inhaling, inhaling, she still exists
For it is the faint smell of these
As long as her fragrance persists
I feel aligned... defined... at ease