The different scent within me

While your eyes were closed,

I felt your pain,

I smelled your hair strand by strand,

While there was a different scent inside of me.

As you appeared like a white flower blooming inside,

I wanted to become water from your head to your heart,

While you showed me your ashes,

I wanted to become earth for you.

As I held onto your half-naked skin,

I wanted to nourish your heart by touching it,

I have touched your stories so intimately,

That a different scent doesn't come out of me anymore.