Write a poem or prose piece regarding the subject of scent.
I’d see her on the train,
As she passes she lingers in my nose.
Some days an overwhelming aroma
As if she’s accidentally tipped the perfume over herself.
I feel my senses being attacked,
Overpowering and unsavoury.
It was the vanilla I most dislike
It assaults me,
I want to shake her out of my nose.
I turn away and breathe deeply
Exorcising her from me.
Some days she has it right
The fragrance of a garden
My senses are lured by her
Enjoying the sensuousness of the game.
I am with her now
Wanting and needing her closeness
Breathing in all that I imagine she is.
The train stops, she alights,
All trace of her vanishes
I am left with the mundane
The odours of featureless workers
So I drift back into my fantasy.
Written for: http://www.adashofsunny.com/prompt-nights-nothing-is-more-memorable-than-scent-14/
Morpethroad 
delightful lines…
Thank you Sumana
This is absolutely stunning Michael 😀 you have captured both sides of the coin i.e. how scent manages to govern our senses and how it repels. Beautifully penned. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights 🙂 and for your constant love and support ❤
Lots of love,
Sanaa
My pleasure Sanaa, good prompt to write too.
Some perfumes assault and some excite or soothe, your poem points this out delightfully
Thank you Debi, I appreciate your lovely comment.
Your second line make me squeal. I was sure it was going to be my favorite from the entire poem, then I continued reading… You, my dearest Michael, do magic with scents. I love everything you’ve weaved out of the sense of smell, of feeling, of wanting (and not). ♥
Thank you Magaly you are very kind…
Love the way a person’s imagination can create a story of someone you only see (and smell) on public transportation. 🙂 You’ve brought this out very well.
Thank you so much, very much appreciate your comment.
What an intoxicating write – some people have an aura that we love to sup up..
Yes indeed Jae, thanks for the lovely comment.
When we run into people like that, day after day, isn’t it fun to imagine their life stories? This is a tease for some short fiction, Michael.
Thank you Victoria, I think you may be right…hope you are having a good Mother’s day…
Thank you, Michael. It is lovely.
Beautiful and intriguing poem! When I read, “Some days she has it right” I couldn’t help but laugh :-). You really make her come alive with the depiction of all the different scents she wears.
Thank you so much glad you enjoyed my words. Have a good day.
I love this piece….such energy in the reactions to the different scents…hate and love inspired by the same being. XXX
Thanks so much georgina, appreciate you stopping by. Have a great day.