Do not be Nervous
You remind me of the joy of blue baby powder and smell
You smell to me like the smell of old scrolls that emit your name in every drop of the ocean it was found in
You smell like an apple pie devoured by me and I always want you to smell like Oud to come back to me,
I want to keep eating you and keep eating you and never emptying you
Recycling your pieces every time I crave a piece from you
You make my taste buds crave your kisses...
You smell to me like the smell of old scrolls that emit your name in every drop of the ocean it was found in
You smell like an apple pie devoured by me and I always want you to smell like Oud to come back to me,
I want to keep eating you and keep eating you and never emptying you
Recycling your pieces every time I crave a piece from you
You make my taste buds crave your kisses...