Phero-Moans

A Poem by WillyMFNt

One last smell
to keep the essence in the mind
to keep the memories alive
to keep something that wasnt

motions or E-motions
walking in the past
swinging
the river
his place

the street by the college
things off limit
and the scent is there

scent that invites
scent that excites
scent that lied
scent that hides

Perfection does not exist
but it was close

that scent that told me the truth
that scent that gave away everything
that scent that drove me
that scent that scarred me

lets play house
lets just play
all the while caught up in scent
confused by the past
extorting all that could be extorted
scent

animalistic behavior
stirs the nature
caused pain
that scent