50 perfume

it had just started to rain-
she was in his room alone
didnt know where he was
front door was open
and the song had just ended
his candles were still lit,
she heard a car driving down that little street,
past that little house,
she listened to the rain on the asphalt–

the wind from the car swept in the house-
hit her skin and blew out his candles,
She grabbed his scarf off the floor,
and walked away from the room,
and it had just started to rain,
as he came into his room,
stopped + looked around
& could smell her perfume