The smell of sleep is so potent
Like stale air, but sweet
Reminds me of a groan or grunt
Or a muffled, crumpled bedsheet.
Bodily sweats mingle together
With lotions and potions and shampoo
Hair sticks to duck and goose feather
Faces covered in eye goo.
I think I like it it has a mood
It seems to be very natural
It is kind of musty like a piece of wood
And I think the smell is peaceful.
With clean sheets it’s more pleasing
Both slightly stuffy and sightly floral
Sleep smells like heavy breathing
and sometimes deeds immoral.
Hot breath and warm skin
It’s so hard to define
Scrunched up flowery linen
And sometimes sunshine.