Fragrance
The fragrance of a flower Like the fragrance of a woman Is a declaration of fertility The poetry of seduction When you hold a flower When you touch your lover Traces of the fragrance stay with you They're ingrained in your skin Much like the single red rose Standing alone, erect Aflame with desire My passion is only for you And like a delicate flower Our love is fueled by a fragrance A fragrance that is uniquely yours A scent that demands my attention But in the end Without love Without passion... Sign in to see full entry.