My life is filled with love now, bright lights, even without all that snow

Not a romantic scent, but love nonetheless, 

I walk by the ocean,

       Consider, contemplate why I was sent for,

because I have arrived,

                            and I am fully here.

I thought I was following my heart, but that path veered sharply, suddenly          towards a staggering terrifying dead end cliff

can't, won't, not a chance I'll turn back

So I pushed through the massive, thick, prickly stickerbushes

and I find myself

on a new wide golden path that leads the way to the sea.

 

We travel along besides one another many a day, chatting in our non-language easy way, she reminds me I was sent for

 

And like Isaldor says:

                 the ocean is always right,

this scent stronger than a lovers' now, 

                  A wolf might sense that righteous slight smell 

 

I don't know if you miss me

                  you don't sing,

                               or talk anymore

that I can hear,

        I do miss puzzling out the joy in the myriad of ways you love me,

but I breathe deeply now, it smells heavenly, refreshes, rejuvenates 

 

You live so far away, I thought you'd live here, still seems sad

 

I stopped fixing up a home

        started searching for another

now I have a plethora of new boyfriends, or those who want to be

 

I am forcing a look

because my heart shut down, closed her eyes, held her nose, stubborn 

 

All for an unfaithful heart

who beat one

    to break another

and also my faith

 

Dogs play, sniff around, we can tell  

                                        by the smell 

           
Only wolves mate for life