i am dirty with you

i am dirty with you. i am smudged, smeared and marked. my mouth tastes of yours, and my hands smell of you. i've rolled in you like a dog and i am reluctant to bathe. soap and water will wash you way, every last trace of you, and so will go that unseen, unheard, unvoiced sensation that races through me at the faintest trace scent of you. gone and impossible to recall.