fly underground : two hundred and sixty four: the nose knows

two hundred and sixty four: the nose knows

The scent of you
still makes me dizzy,
I almost faint every time.
I don’t believe in anything
particularly profound
but I think there must be something
about your body and mine,
the pheromones
always making me moan
just right.
I swear I could pick that smell
out of a crowd. I walk with
my nose in the air
now, just in case.

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