Scented Memories

Scented Memories


You leave and yet your scent remains
and holds me in its rose-bound chains.
I struggle but there's no defense.
My days are filled with your incense.

I close my eyes and you return.
Your memory makes my thoughts churn;
desire's flames grow more intense.
My days are filled with your incense.

Remembering your fragrant skin
I’m trapped by images within,
ensnaring me with redolence.
My days are filled with your incense.

You leave and yet your scent remains.
My days are filled with your incense.

Round 8 entry in "Invalid Item" 
Prompt: Open
Form: Kyrielle Sonnet  
Line Count: 14

redolent ~ having a pleasant odor; fragrant.