I have a Black Silk Scarf
I keep under my pillow
It is the one you took off
That night we went to dinner
It is the prettiest gift I've ever gotten
Every night I have to hold it
Like a child without its blankie
I can't go to sleep unless it is in my hand
It is one way I keep you near my heart
Every time we are apart
I can still smell your perfume on it
I would hate to wash it off
Unless, if on our next date
You would like to wear it
And once again freshen it up
With the scent of you