Crime of Passion

You smell of spices, and smoke
And sometimes of sadness
Your scent draws me in
Like a buffalo to water,
A scent I need and
A scent I know

My soul finds yours
In a sea of people
Reaching out to softly
Steal you away from the madness
To coax you away
Quietly, so softly

And I love you, oh
I love you
When you sing and walk
With me
In the afternoons

And I see you and wonder
If anyone would notice
If I stole you away
And loved you to death