Fetish      Upon the pillow where you slept       I sink into the scent thats kept       I get lost in your sweet smell       Bottle it; I'm sure it'd sell       I breathe you in till I feel high       Addicting drug I can't deny       I will stay here all day long        and take you in while it's still strong       Pretend it's you I do caress       It's shameful that I'm so obsessed       The opposite side of my door       I won't be seeing anymore       Unless you promise not to lay       Smelling like you did today                          Sheila Downs                                   6-96                     Copyright ©2001 Sheila Downs Back to Sheila's Poetry