the smell of your skin lingers on me now.

the truth is that anywhere i go, i find myself looking over my shoulder for you.. i fear a casual encounter, but i long for it at the same time. i wonder what we'll do, how we'll react.. i fear my heart will skip a beat.

and it's always when the day breaks.. when the clock begins to count the first a.m. hours of the day that i catch it.. the subtle, sweet, intoxicating tattoo of your smell on my skin.