Scent of my woman

On a summer Sunday

Let’s get out of this crunch

Pink cotton floral summer dress

Also printed with flowers some fruits in bunch

Hair she keeps untied

For a hat with wide brim

Shining in summer sun

For the glare she’s got sunglasses in white rim

Sheets unfolded under the old tree

In the picnic basket this fine little spread

With a kiss on her neck and on her lap I rest my head

With smell of nature and fruity floral giving amazing high

I knew it’s Fever, Jimmy Choo on her neck and her thigh

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