A Curious Levitation

There was a woman I knew once,

Or was she sweet as perfume ?

I did smell, so often, so surely,

And yet it misses my mind so completely.

I could tell you her name, the bottle, the shape,

without a moment’s hesitation,

as my mind fills with oils and Rose

and a concoction of natural Levitation.

Curiosity says; smell again, smell again!

What was the scent that is like life’s stream carrying you away amid

the dreamy evening whiles.

So I smell and remember the lady who in fragrance is so haunting and bemused in her smiles.

Dress of white Rose, hair of Gold, a smile to enchant and a character of old; -

What is your name, your perfume , your scent ?

Smell me as I AM, and it is as I AM meant;

To give you these days of your life

When colour and perfume were few,

For you will see in this verse why ; -

The fragrance is new.