There abounds a sublime, artistic sprite,
Whose palette makes rich our lives.
Pervasive and yet so recondite,
Omnipresently it thrives.

Engaging our olfactory prism,
To refract divergent shades.
From refinement to vulgarism,
On its odorous escapades.

Combination to memories vault,
Love's furtive invitee.
Kind caress or rough assault,
This phlogiston that it be.

Therefore, neglect is undeserved,
And any doubt it can dispel.
As before its peers know dinner is served,
The sense there first is smell.