JUST A SCENT BEHIND
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 A silent quiet breeze wafts past my ears,
 A moon above gleams pale light as it leers.

 As I walk down through a half lit street,
 Hopes for a chance upon a kind one to meet.

 I wish to pass some time to stop and talk,
 An impossible event I will continue to walk.

 With a high moon a sweet scent of flower,
  I think what a queer scent at such an hour.

 Then hearing steps as I cross a dark road,
  A scent of perfume as it wafted and flowed.

 I chanced a thought maybe a woman to meet,
 This could change my life just such a Feat.

 I chuckle as this pun amuses my condition,
 Remaining still the thoughts of intuition.

 Many years ago such chances did mean a lot,
 Ending in a disaster lessons where taught.

 Snapping out of flashback into the present,
 This sweet bouquet was alluring and pleasant.

 The scent grew stronger so I stand and wait,
 I stopped I have lost I have taken the bait.

 I stand very firm I am held I cannot move,
 A scent curious of beauty I intend to prove.

 Steps shattering a silence I am quite still,
 Lurking like a carnivore waiting for a kill.

 Seconds pass like hours I cannot wait now,
 As others are gathering this I cannot allow.             

 Stepping out of the shadows into the light,
 Maybe it will warrant a wait to see a sight.

 Now I have lost the scent the steps are gone,
 I was Lost in the darkness waiting for dawn.

                   - But -

 I was lost in myself trapped by my own mind,
 Anticipation binding me with someone to find.
 Consideration held me something of the kind,
 But hesitation as in someone thus left behind.

                 - Now -

 Tears I now shed knowing I am still so alone,
 I know this is pain for it stings me to the Bone.

                                              Darren D./2009

                                               aka : lebulldog