Her aroma had uniqueness,
I wish I could break away,
But you're just so addictive,
Eyes brown like chocolate, heart of caramel,
Fruitful personality like berries, and feisty like citrus zest.
Her scent
Has the smell of love.
It puts me at peace with
The troubles of my day,
I would say softly,
As she walked away,
She was pure fire.
Now it's official, her scent
Was sent, to be so blissful.
A tough one to crack, but bonza lovely,
You're the scent to my morning cuppa.
All was dreamt
Just another diary.
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