He always smelled like heaven to me.
It's one of the first things I noticed about him.
Not once in the 41 years that I knew him did I ever think
Geez! You need a shower pal.
Fresh off of a fire call when he was sweating and covered in soot
I'd smell the smoke in his hair and the pheromones coming off of his body
and it would bring me to my knees in lust. I could smell him for hours.
It's one of the things that I miss most about his absence...his smell is gone.
Below are the things that remind me the most of his very essence, his presence.
Brut Cologne
Old Spice deodorant Sport scent
BBQ Ribs
Charcoal grills
Snowmobile exhaust
Firefighter turnout gear
Leather
Coffee
The new smell of the camper
Tires
Bonfires
Hot asphalt on a summer day
Clean sheets
Lake Water
The scent of snow
Garlic mustard weeds
Pine Tree Groves
A field of strawberries
Cherry Bombs
Smoke.
I miss the smell of him. I miss the hell out of him.
What smell reminds you of your person?
Lolly
So very good to see your writing heređź’—
ReplyDeleteI can conjure my grandmothers deep wrinkles and the twinkle in her eye when I smell lilacs. My mom shows up with the smell of a laundry soap that I do not use but catch a whiff of once in awhile when someone walks by. My father it was the scent of coors beer coming out of his pores (bad memory but still smell it on a few people, here and there) and Aramis cologne (good memory).
I am glad that there are scents that bring your love a little nearer.
You are on my heart.