Pheromones
The fabric is soft to the touch
I blush as the tiny Molecules dance in my nostrils
as I drift away
my imagination runs wild
I inhale deeper and all my senses become aroused
I feel your kiss and can see your smile
eurpohia takes shape
birds sing
butterflies play
flowers bloom
the colors are reminiscent of your perfume
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