I fall into a dream sometimes at night…
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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.
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Gentle Whispers
As timid jasmine flowers come and go,
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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.
Hearts Ablaze
We fell into the shadows of the light
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and life was much colder than we dreamed of.
We lit our hearts of vetiver at night
and warmed ourselves with fires of our love.
Kissing Dreams
I spread my wishes all across the sea
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and hoped that I might receive a word.
The tides returned all of the dreams to me.
‘L’Immensité:’ The only thing I heard.
the Fragrance Writer 