Molecular
Feb 24 2022
This is what happens to sensation.
You accommodate
desensitize.
Your eyes adjust to the glare.
You no longer feel the chair
pressing into your bottom.
Even the cold lake
becomes comfortable;
“you'll get used to it”, they promised
and you did,
after the shock
of that first frigid immersion.
So when her scent
lingered in the air
long after she'd left,
I wondered if I was imagining.
Because how could absence
be even more apparent,
when we take for granted
what's long been there?
Had it somehow entered in,
trapped by my nose
absorbed on my skin
clinging to my hair?
Or was it a persisting sense
of incompletion,
like a jigsaw missing a piece
that is not only lost
but irreplaceable.
A whiff of expensive perfume
the smell of her skin.
Some kind of alchemy here,
an immutable chemical bond
down to the molecule.
The power of attraction
I can't let go.
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