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Oct 3
In the realm where senses softly play,
Lies a scent that whispers in the night,
A fragrance that in memory stays,
A woman's essence, pure and bright.

It's a blend of jasmine, rose, and grace,
A symphony of nature's finest art,
A perfume that time cannot erase,
A scent of a woman, from head to heart.

It lingers in the air, a gentle breeze,
A touch of elegance, a hint of allure,
A fragrance that whispers secrets, it seems,
A scent of a woman, forever pure.
Written by
Marwan Baytie  55/M/Australia
(55/M/Australia)   
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