In a Scent

What it is, I will never be sure

what a scent, an unintentional lure

could you be so innocent, so unreal and so pure

it doesn't end, something eery and obscure

Wonderful, such a contrast in all

pretty meek, you've just torn down a wall

hear the wildest rumble call, all is happy to fall

to your allure, something eery and obscure

in your scent