By Tresna-Lee
Date: 28 August 1997

Smells like Gentle Lonliness

Leaving...
Smelt like you
on the t-shirt of yours I stole
from the laundry pile before leaving the house.
Smelt like rancid vomit
on the plane I sat in
as I flew away from you once again and not for the last time.
Smelt of gum trees
on the drive to the place I would live in
for a few months until I came home to you once more.
Smelt of salty tears
on the phone as I spoke to you
yet again with fifteen thousand miles between us.

Dreaming...
Smelt of sunday morning pancakes
of your body
and the movie theatre we go to often
Smelt of love making in the early hours
of our bed
and the chocolate icecream that we eat 
Smelt of sunny day rain on the pavement
of our kitchen
and the coffee shop across the road

Living....
smells like hurt
love
persistance
struggle
weakness
empowerment
encouragment
empowerment
weakness
struggle
persistance
love 
hurt
loniness.