Aftershave

Aftershave

A Poem by Alias

A remnant of you is left on my pillow
After you've gone, it still comforts me
I relish it as I relished you
The morning reminder a fragrant dew.

When we embrace I am incensed
It clings familiarly to my coat and scarf
You marked me with it
I belong to you and I willingly submit

I was cold and you lent me your hoodie
Immersed in your protective scent
I let it seep into my skin
As you envelop me in a warm grin

But now
a man walks by me
Or sits beside me
He does not walk like you, nor talk like you
But I smell 
my pillow
your hoodie
and our embrace
and all I see
is your sweet face.

© 2015 Alias


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I was once a bad boy who went away from time to time. I used to use Aramis as aftershave. My wife would pour some drops upon my pillow and find nominal comfort embracing a pillow that smelled like me, but wasn't me, and should have been me...such a foolish, selfish, lazy, irresponsible young man was I...your poem brought back memories touched me which is really what it's all about. :) i appreciate having read it. Thank you

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I was once a bad boy who went away from time to time. I used to use Aramis as aftershave. My wife would pour some drops upon my pillow and find nominal comfort embracing a pillow that smelled like me, but wasn't me, and should have been me...such a foolish, selfish, lazy, irresponsible young man was I...your poem brought back memories touched me which is really what it's all about. :) i appreciate having read it. Thank you

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Yo, Alias, Why did you unblock me?
I don't like enemies so.. if you would like to work something out feel free to message me. Please don't ignore this; I promise it will be the last thing you have to reply to if you choose to say no

Posted 8 Years Ago


I really like how you always seem able to conjure and visualise almost perfectly with words a scene and all the emotions and the feeling of nostalgic memories that might come with it.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is one of the most relateable poems i have read. Everyone has had this feel of comfort from another. So well written too. Well done!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Most women don't shave... but a whiff of their hair is sometimes overwhelming!
Nice poem!!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh, Dear Poetess,
How well I truly know this … that when the scent of love envelopes one's senses, there is no other world than that of penetrating warmth and sensuality the mind, heart, and soul spur imagination sweetly into, and your brilliantly composed Free Verse poem proves this in such a way few have the knack of expressing, ever-so vividly and appealingly.

I love it … what else to say, but thank you most gratefully for the lovely treat, M'Lady! ⁓ Richard


I have no helpful critique for You on this one: 100/100 ; )

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Great writing, it really expresses what is felt. Keep up the good work :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


I can feel the emotional drops of love here....Kind of overwhelming feeling....Love is a risky feeling, it keeps us stable at times and sometimes makes us vulnerable.....Brilliant work Alias my frnd....

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It is crazy how something as simple as a scent can fuel so many thoughts and memories. And on the occasion when we find it somewhere other than we expect it o be, still those same memories appear. Great writing

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Tags: sex, love, bed, sleep, break-up, relationship, yearning, heartache, aftershave, smell, senses

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Alias
Alias

Brighton, United Kingdom



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Poems that come out of my brain. I love to learn from others, so please review and let me know if you want me to read anything of yours, I have a million read requests so if there is a specific p.. more..

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