Your Essence

Only reason why I breathe is

To have your smell inside me

, Which makes me feel that you are with me

That categorical essence propels my beat

And that essence of yours makes me thirsty

.

I close my eyes, and open my nostrils wide

Just to intake, presence of yours

Then the virtue of exuberant bohemian

Comes out to live the essence of yours

And that essence of yours makes me thirsty

.

I can recognize your fragrance

I wish I could bottle it in

And turn it into an ecstatic perfume

That I want to wear forever

So that I could cuddle your essence

And that

Essence of your essence makes me thirsty