Description
Green souls fall in love in the shade of citrus trees. Your Laughter spreads a song of Yuzu zest, and my kisses flutter, knows how the petals of neroli – when they’re on your grapefruit Lips rest. Red. The flesh of my fingers glides over your jasmine Nacken, I drink the blue sea of your eyes and the scent of your smile. There is a warmth, a hint of vanilla, of two bodies wrapped in a form of white musk. Hypnotic lotus and dilated pupils, a moaning comes from my fingers of Geranium, a desire to taste you like a sip of orange juice. Green. I float on the wings of your cloud skin to you. “Words don’t lie.” There is no end for me. “The Earth is blue like an orange”. This is the perfume of love.
