i smell you

by willeya

skin smells like the earth after it rains.  water smells like breath after eight hours of silence. cool air smells like Vick’s Vapo Rub.  warm air smells like pennies in a little boy’s hand.  milk smells like peppermint and eucalyptus.  perfume is the smell which much not be named.  green beans are dead worms in wet mud.  dust around furniture legs is a teenager’s room after he sleeps. love smells like the ocean and deep rest is the only thing that smells like nothing at all.

i am typing this post next to ben.  he said that he can smell my happiness in writing.  happiness has a smell, of course.  everything does.  when you’re pregnant (or a highly intuitive man like my husband), you smell know these things.