In the garden of hearts, where emotions bloom,
There lies a scent, dispelling all gloom.
It's the fragrance of love, subtle and sweet,
A perfume of passion, no one can beat.
Like roses in spring, its essence does thrive,
Invisible whispers, making souls come alive.
A fragrance so gentle, it dances on air,
Enveloping lovers in a tender, warm flare.
It lingers in moments when two souls connect,
In stolen glances and words left unsaid.
It's the scent of a touch, a soft, loving kiss,
A symphony of feelings, pure and endless bliss.
In the fragrance of love, we find our true home,
A scent that forever in our memories will roam.
It's the essence of life, the sweetest perfume,
In the garden of hearts, where love's in full bloom.
- Author: Chiki (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 11th, 2023 05:34
- Category: Love
- Views: 3
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