I close my eyes and sense the smell of him. <br />He smelled of love and promise <br />and years of tender moments. <br />Slow dances barefoot on cool damp grass <br />under star-filled skies. <br />Me, on tiptoe just to put my arms <br />around his neck. <br />He bent low to circle 'round my waist. <br />Crickets and fireflies... <br />Nothing else mattered but that moment in time. <br /> <br />Now, alone <br />Years later, <br />I close my eyes and sense the smell of him <br /> <br />He smelled of love...<br /><br />Debra A.G. Hawley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-close-my-eyes/
