Aroma

Moist, humid, damp, hot
Making most breaths not
Even reach my lung's knot

Sweat, pasty and wet
That's what you felt
When we first met

Running for hours, in such pain
Beneath that lurid, torrid rain
Knowing there was nothing to gain

Still, it was worth it
As I reached the end

So dense was that air
So tempting the snare

It was, when we first met
Despite so dark a fume
Still, your sad perfume
Was louder than that