I fall into a dream sometimes at night…© TheFragranceWriter.com 2022
She’s soft, she’s sweet. And she’s vanilla deep.
But every time, she’s gone by morning light.
Like smoke, she fades and I drift back to sleep.
As timid jasmine flowers come and go,© TheFragranceWriter.com 2022
So hearts may only blossom for a day.
And such a tender love was strange to know.
But I, the wild savage, learned her way.