Flowing Essence

I raise my arm, seeking the jacket that holds your sacred essence.
The fragrance slowly illuminating the light around me.
Bringing out the best scent, wile your light helps me see.
Inhaling your addicting coke-like properties.
Left behind to stop me in my tracks, so I can sense thee.
Far and near, I seek the odor of my thy I need.
My nose resting upon the sleeve containing.
Making sure it's still there, and not degrading.
Making sure your still with me, and not detaining,
the love I speak.