FAWM 2023 #2: It Takes Me Back

Skirmish prompt: "memory"

Lyrics

A sly waft of perfume crosses the aisle, and I look in vain:
Another face, not the one ... conjured by my lizard brain.
But still, it takes me back,
Still, it takes me back.

When will I be free from this memory?
When will I be safe from these
Wrenching, bewitching, unwanted attacks
Tugging at my heels, jerking me back?

A murmur of laughter, like that brook across the rocks, and I turn my head,
Hoping against hope, searching... but finding naught instead.
But still, it takes me back,
Still, it takes me back.

When will I be free from this memory?
When will I be safe from these
Wrenching, bewitching, unwanted attacks
Tugging at my heels, jerking me back? © 2023 Tres Seaver