A magnificent flower or a beautiful tree are plants of different breed.
You’ll smell their scent float in the air as you inhale to breathe.
An attractive smell is natures spell on every man or beast.
I like the aroma of every spice but hate the smell of yeast.
A spray of musk or even oud may change a fellows mood. The fumes of myrrh or sandalwood will make the foolish shrewd.
Our taste may differ from one to one depending on what you wear.
But when it comes to what young prefer vanilla is in the air.
But what ladies wear will cast a spell and soften shady hearts.
It gives them pleasure in social events while in the crowd they spark.
In every wedding the groom will wait to see his lovely bride,
she fills the air with the scent of love a smell no one can hide.
- Author: Saleh Ben Saleh (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 11th, 2024 11:03
- Category: Unclassified
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