The Scent of Honeysuckle

Honeysuckle smells like childhood,

like apple pies baking

and cookies coming out of the oven,

like that hippie girl

with the golden hair,

like ecstasy on a breakbeat dance floor.

It smells yellow and brown and green.

It smells like a quiet cello

playing a long forgotten melody

into the swirling blues and purples of space.

It smells like sliced bread,

puppet shows and alphabet songs.

It smells like that part of yourself

you lost somewhere along the way.