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FADING SCENT

By Vera Von Monika

In the silence of the night,
your scent dances on the air,
a memory of soft delight,
fading, slipping everywhere.

Each breath I take, you slip away,
like mist upon a morning sky.
Yet in my heart, you still remain,
a fragrance that will never die.

Through the darkened hours, I roam,
seeking traces you once left.
The softest touch, now turned to foam,
a dream that time has slowly swept.

The world moves on, but I still trace
the scent of you in every place:
in shadows, whispers, and the rain,
a fragrance tied to love and pain.
Though the night may steal the light,
and days may blur our time apart,
your essence is forever bright,
a scent etched deep upon my heart.

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