Maleficent

The search is not over. The old dusty book whispered,

'She's still waiting to be discovered',

So I read... 

That old song reignited 

Forgotten sense of belonging.

An embrace. A kiss fueled by eternal longing,

So I listened. 

A familiar fragrance reminded 

The crumpled bedsheets

After we'd made love, our bodily defeat! 

So I inhaled.