she filled
the caverns
of my nasal openings
with an aroma
so soothing
that i ache
when deprived
of my right
to inhale it.

i am addicted
to her scent
and flee
with disgust
at the mere waft
of anyone else.

scent never held
any intrinsic value
in my life,
but ever since
she perfumed my world,
i feel like
jean-baptiste grenouille.