Delicate Fragrance
Delicate Fragrance
is the reality I face
when your heart sleeps with mine...
and I dream of the past again.
Like those white roses
that sends off all of your tenderness
without imposing it;
it's the natural act of someone
starting to touch the hands
someone ready to give everything
in less than a minute.
Like the feminine perfume
you sprinkle on your clothes,
it gives off the delicate fragrance
of pretty flowers growing wild
on lonesome meadows...
you charm me with those childish eyes
and point me to chase you down
the streams running freely
as we did not long go in the country.
Delicate fragrance
is the reality I face...
when your heart sleeps with mine
and I dream of the past again.
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