Sweet smell
I was asleep, closed by darkness,
Awaken by a scent, reincarnated by brightness,
Taken involuntarily, without a doubt it was you,
By you, I mean who ever my heart tells me it loves, and wants to follow,
I don't have to prove this truth, if I feel its you, then my senses will find you,
Especially if, I follow this undeviating trail of roses, that leads to a field of you,
How will I arrive at this point, makes no sense to ponder,
When I find where this fragrance stems, I'll be stuck to it like glue,
I will not pay attention, if there were thunder in the sky, just drift to this wonder without eyes,
Making my way through any mountain, to smell this sweet aroma,
Because I know its you at this golden fountain.