coming home
your perfume lingers on my shirt
stays with me through my every day
as if you’d cast a ward or marka remnant of sweet morning kisses
an aerosol indicator of possession
reminds me of you anywhere I walkyour fragrant ghost, my companion
in daily toil and life’s challenges
towards my goal, back in your armsa tenacious imprint of a talisman
to fend off contenders and pretenders
a charm to prevent unwholesome charmsand you shall find the seal unbroken
as I return, your scent unaltered
through the door that we call home










