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7d
The scent of my love
Was rose and sandalwood.
Yours was patchouli,
Which you rubbed into
Your mustache and beard.
And with each kiss
We created our perfume,
The Scent of Our Love.
S R Mats
Written by
S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
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