I’ve known boys
Who smell like apples.
I’ve known boys
Who smell like berries.
But you smell like
Skin.

I’ve known boys
Who leave their hearts
Where they found them.
I’ve known boys
Who don’t listen so well.
And you smell like
Skin.

I’ve known boys
Who smell like sweets.
I’ve known boys
Who smell like air.
But you smell like
Skin.

I’ve known boys
Who give you more
When they really shouldn’t.
I’ve known boys
Who loved me and my heart
When they really shouldn’t.
But you smell like
Skin.

Nothing disenchanting,
Because I will never be
Enchanted.
Not by you at least.
And not by your smell.
You smell like
Skin.

I’ve known boys
Who I still know now.
I’ve known those boys
And I love them with every part of me.
But you smell like
Skin.

And I don’t think it will ever sink in.

I’ve known boys
Who are men now.
They mean more than you.
Just like I’m sure you’ve known girls
Who are women now.

One thing I am sure of is that
I don’t smell like
Skin.
I can smell like
Kisses
or sugar
or maybe something a little bitter