A perfume bottle
Which encases the sex appeal
Of letting your hair down
After a hard days work.

That smells like tea leaves
And Barnes and Noble.

With a salty bite
Like the east coast in May,
A chill
That just proves you're alive.

Fragrant, like a prom dress,
Worn every chance you get
That still smells and always will
Like the night of your life.

And a bit like your friends
And all the moments you've spent in their arms.