I look through my various bottles of scent and pick up an old familiar one
One that lived on my night stand for quite some time
You are almost empty, but still some juice to spare
I tilt you over to bang you to my wrist
Puuap puual puuap
The noise you make
I can see the last bit slowly make its way down
Down the hole
To my holes
To enchant them with memories of not too long ago
Here you come, yes
Like an injection into my veins, you hit my holes
Seeping in, my knees grow weak
I grip the dresser
My eyes roll back, mouth slightly open
I drop my head and sit in this ecstasy
Filling my cells
Invigorating them
My whole body vibrates
Radiates a stench
A stench of those nights
The air thick with it, as it was back then
I open my eyes to see my reflection in the mirror
You are not there
I am alone
