Cologne on the neck
Of the man you adore
Perfume on the woman
You leave wanting more.
Rain on the grass
Just after a storm
Brilliant new flowers
The air silky and warm.
The breath on your cheeks
From a baby’s wee cough
A delicate moment
Where nothing is off.
The sight of a sunrise
Just kissing the sky
A snow covered lake
The air crisp, cold and dry.
The senses were meant
To be stirred and caressed
A stimulating moment
With which you are blessed.
Beautiful.
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Thank you
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🙂❄
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😍
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(:D)
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I like the painting and the words
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Thank you so much
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This is wonderful Pam.
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Thank you. I still have dreams about a man and his Eternity cologne . . .
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I can’t stomach the smell of Brut as an acquaintance loved it and used the entire range……. all at once.
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