INCENSE DUO

I remember the scent… rose petals hidden in her blouse. My violin case. Sheet music. Lavender in the spring sun. Her lipstick. A smoke machine and joyful, dancing bodies. My lover’s skin. Electricity in the air after the storm. My perfectly sharpened pencil. The freshly oiled machines in the factory. Sumi ink. His leather glove against my cheek. A shrine at sunrise. My father’s drum. Geranium leaves brewed into tea. My best friend. Redwoods that have witnessed a thousand years. Air thick with tobacco. Our last kiss.