Flavor of the Smell

Highway traffic in the distance
Sweet weed smoke
Birds awake and chirping
Either too early or way too late

Scents can bring sense to a situation
A chance meeting perhaps
In a bar where people meet
Not all of them fuck
Some do

But that smell
An aroma that started this wild thing
And that your history baffles me
It feels like a teenage Summer in such a short time
The echo of possibilities is like din

And a truck rattles by on that highway
Delivering drugs to people
That couldn't handle feeling the way we do

Realizing it wasn't the scent I thought it was
But knowing in that moment
I wanted to taste you
And know the flavor of that smell

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