That Angel Smells Like Lotus Flowers
I know not her name,
But I can trace her by scent,
She has driven me into a smell-at-them game,
And am attracted to her a hundred percent,
Stronger than my very own Chase,
But am unable to keep the pace,
The scent, be it expensive, I'll buy on higher purchase,
I just want a glimpse of her face,
Is she a material girl in a material world?
Who taught her to smell so sweet?
Whatever the case I'll buy her the world,
And place it beneath her feet,
I spoke with the wind to reverse her scent,
And I followed it to a mansion so beautiful,
It is here that I'll pitch my tent,
Till I see this angel that converted me to a beauty fool,
Alas! A master piece,
If she isn't a runaway angel from heaven,
Then God must have really been at peace,
And created her in days more that seven,
Introduce myself I shall,
Even if its only for a while,
Am Leonardo da vinci, please Monalisa smile,
But she disappears behind that great wall,
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