I caught your scent
on the breeze today
as a stranger passed me
on a foreign street,
in a foreign land
and I fell,
a decade in the passing,
till there you were;
beside me, behind me,
inside me,
piercing my memory
with Parisian pleasures,
show-tunes and sunflowers
on this foreign street,
in this foreign land
that had never known
the wealth
or weight
of our love.
I caught your scent
on the breeze today
and was reminded
of all I won’t let go.


All Words and Photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

2 thoughts on “A SCENT OF THE PAST

    1. deuxiemepeau

      Thank you so much for your lovely comment- sorry it took so long to reply- I never notice the comment before. Hope you’re having a lovely weekend, Dami

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