Scent

Spring breeze to bring solace

Where my last was spent

Light pooling on the surface

Where we'd made an end

This howling summer gale

Storming inside my heart

My candle glow so pale;

Can I forget the start?

A swift autumn wind

Spinning 'round my head

A fire in my bosom

Did Gaia wish me dead?

Now chilling winter will

grasping, gripping,

yet I remember still

Intoxicating

The scent of her hair in the air.