Come, take a walk with me
down through the wood,
Whose scent, like sap,
will stick onto our skin.
So many things I miss
are lost within.
The smell of leaves,
under our feet, cracklin’
Come walk with me
through memory,
if you would.
The Scent of Birch
the fragrance writer 
Who told you that?
And I’m pretty impressed that you divulged one of your writing tips
And you did a great job of applying the technique I daresay
You are most welcome.
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I’m no Shakespeare, but I like to copy his techniques 🤪. Thanks again!
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If you would (wood)
Beautiful phrasing and play on words in the end
See, I love how you balanced the sap of the Birch –
YinYang
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The yin and yang
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I love how you subtlely bring out the fire of this masculine fragrance with a touch of sweetness- “Come take a walk with me”
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