Whispered notes upon your shirt
Speaking of my touch
Speaking of my touch
Murmurs linger on the sheets
Reminders of our lust
Our passions of the night before
Trace my name in air
Your lips again pressed to my neck
So warm beneath my hair
Each hint of scent a mention
Bringing me to mind
My presence in my absence
An aura left behind
Soft, yet with such power
You feel me in your arms
Telling you I love you
Even when I’ve gone
With you so completely
Silencing all doubts
My love for you surrounds you
When my perfume talks.
