Sunday, February 12, 2006
Love Potion # 6,726,587,239
If I were to formulate for you your specific love potion, what would it smells would it consist of? A wafting of pumpkin pie, a hint of cedar and a pinch of Axe body spray? Warm puppy fur, popcorn and a whiff of the beach? A drop of sweat, a sprinkle of cinnamon and a puff of smoke? Money? Does the smell of baby make you warm or just impatient? New car aroma give you tingles or nausea? And what do I package your essence of emotional devotion in? Would you like it in a crystal decanter, empty gin bottle, or would a WD 40 can do? A jeweled box or a zip lock baggy?Let me know soon eh? My personal concoction of fresh paint, curry, leather, fish and hospital antiseptic in a chocolate shell will probably not be requested for duplication this valentines season.
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Gasoline, vanilla, that smell of coco butter as it slowly burns in the sun on someone you love’s skin, asphalt after it just rained, wood burning, leather, yes definitely leather, but older leather, not new and its gotta be black, I can always tell the smell of old black leather, the covers after she’s gotten up and left for work and of course I’m still sleeping with all of our scents, all cozy under the sheets.
You could put it all in a little one inch by one inch Ziploc plastic bag because that’s what they sell desire in my neighborhood in…
Happy Valentines Day Ms. Munkay…
Sweat, carpet burn, dirty bedsheets, those old, rattly huge hotel window units, and expensive pot, in a taco bell quesadilla bag.
Sandalwood and bay rum, with the salty smell of the ocean, wrapped in warm, freshly washed sheets and the scent of sleep.
Unless it's that time of the month, then the only thing that will get my attention is the smell of fried chicken and beer.
I miss you. YOu need to come visit.
I want essense of fresh baguette with a wiff of springs first cut grass,( under all this snow I am convinced we will NEVER see grass again!) some alpine disinfectant as to add a sterile forcefield to myself as I wipe the arse of my client/border the blind mute with the IQ of a tac..wich reminds me..also add the unmistakable scent of unscented babywipes...that way I REALLY wont smell it if it surrounds me all the time...put that in a latex glove that I can prick the fingers to use then bandaid till next time.
Me likes the pea soup.
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