Essence

Of all the wonders that are you,
it is the smell of your skin
that defines you so completely.
Beneath the fresh sweetness of your soap,
your scent, unmistakably male,
speaks to me of passion, tempered with gentleness.
I inhale the exotic spice of your experience,
tinged with wisdom from the dust of the world
where you have traveled.
And beneath it all, like a melody's refrain,
floats the faintest savor of the sea—
whose salty zest will forever season
the endless blue of our love.

© 2010 Katharine L. Sparrow