Author: The Mad Poet PM
An old poem about an old love. Anyone who's ever been in a long distance relationship probably knows how this feels, or maybe I'm the only one. Even years later, after everything, the smell of strawberries still makes my heart sting just a little.Rated: Fiction K - English - Romance - Words: 96 - Published: 12-04-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2748198
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From candy cardboard boxes
Someplace, Arizona came this scent--
washing out my cigarettes.
Beneath the grit of the postman's
I imagine your kisses taste that way.
You become the puff pink
wrapping, the click tick snap of
packing paper tissues around
bargain bin DVDs.
These were all my favorites but I
to be unwrapping you here instead.
Why do you send me incense and chocolate
cards, substition hearts in shades
of gradeschool valentine pink?
It's hard to be lovers when all I can love are