<3 love
yesterday, it was oily against my skin;
not like week-old french fried grease
leaving a stench inside my pores;
it's what you find in glass-blown bottles, in fancy shops,
hand-stamped BATH and infused with perfume.
today, there's no trace but the smell of lavender.
i can't see it, but it's still there.
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