If I close my eyes and inhale deeply I can almost pretend you are here
You smell of coffee and old books,
Promises made and kept,
A bouquet of hundred red roses
A hint of determination, a splash of power
colors the warm scent of compassion that surrounds you
You smell like rain, like pine, a mystical forest, and all my own.
Fresh sheets and pancakes cloak you in their enticing aromas
Dark fire and sensual vanilla lure me in.
You smell like an autumn evening
Like blue skies and mountains
Like my own personal heaven
Designed just for me.