This poem was inspired by the scent of my Eco Styler Argan Oil gel. The smell reminded me of the change I went through last summer. Here is a poem recounting what happened.
Argan Oil
The smell of summertime,
Skin glistening as the waves
Wash over my sun baked melanin shell.
Laughs of strangers
Escaping from their own wrought self-pitying hell.
Hallowed music of the ocean
Playing beyond our dimension.
Imagining for just one second,
I was worth a mention.
Freshly washed hair and refreshing scents,
Exposed skin and shy glances,
Steps I never truly meant.
A wandering soul with guarded fantasies,
Hoping that a breeze
Will take her to another galaxy.
Eventually, the sun dips, the moon sips, and the heart splits.
But that sweet, salty smell of the ocean,
It caresses, it dresses,
And it finesses the wound.
Trancing it to believe it was all just part of the bloom.
