A whiff and the world transcends

I slipped your shirt over my head,
the sleeves go lower than my elbows,
the fabric caresses my skin,
the soft cloth hugging my hips
and the hemline ends along my thighs.
But the scent you left behind
got me in this trance.
Taking you in, my world spins
as memory after memory
danced in front of me.
Our home, our car, our things, our bed.
Our plans, our goals, our wishes, our dreams.
As I wait for you to come home,
I curl into a ball
and just this night I shall weep
for I have never missed anyone this much
all because your scent inundated me.