frankincense and myrrh

I fell victim to her
The moment I arrived in her presence
Unbeknownst to her I was dead upon arrival
She rivaled the appeal of women
I’ve seen in dreams
Mirroring silhouettes existing between planes of fantasy and reality
But she was real 
I could breathe, touch, feel her
I closed my eyes and began to dream her
Despite the fact we shared the same bed
Blanked by cloud of frankincense and myrrh
I reeked of her, her aroma pleased every sense

- Ellis Perry

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