27
Mar
11

I wounded myself
You know, you were there
Of course, we were both
Distracted
And didn’t find out until later
We laughed

I was dressing it some time after
When I noticed that
The wound had the smell of you
Something
About it
Platelets, proteins
Carried
Or mimicked
Your scent

I want to tell you
But first
I want to know
You’ll take it for the compliment it is

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