Better Than Most

Can you smell it?

The scent of my infractions 

Minute particles wafting between us

I watch your nose flare,

Acknowledgement of my fragility.

Announcing a crisp breeze

Stole the odor,

You smile at my questions.

I can feel them from here,

The curving of your amusement.

The shaping of your knowledge.

Your will to continue 

Something so pungent

So permeating.

Can they smell it?

Onlookers, witnesses.

Does our aroma have color, hue?

It is beautiful?

You would know.