Desires to Leave An Imprint Scented

Would you get off of my perceived ego, please?
Your meanderings smothers the air.
With an impressive intellect...
That leaves the atmosphere,
Too polluted to breathe.

At least I tease.
But you...
Have desires to leave an imprint scented.
And both of us are barely paying rent.

Here's a hint...
When you begin to pay my bills,
I'll then respect your perceptions.
With allowances for you to vent,
Anytime at 'your' expense.

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