Bring Me Home
"What I'd like to give you, is an ounce of my cologne"
No need my darling you'll never be alone
You smell of the forest and pine resin
Delightful fragrance please come in.
Woodland is your second home
You take me with you then we roam
Along the trail where no feet fall
To secret place, I'm held in thrall.
The water sparkles on mossy rocks
Sharp eyes are watching curious fox
Under green dome of leafy trees
Temperature rises thousand degrees.
Forget the cologne think woody male
Where forest delight did prevail
youth has fled but memories survive
Smelling his fragrance I come alive.
Bring me Home
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25/09/2021
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