THE SCENT
There it was... Just the way I fancied... Fiery gentle, wet, hazy, Felicity it always draws! Gently hesitant, closer I move.. It charmingly touches my skin.. I squirm, and give myself into it. It now brushes all of me to love.. Pondering whether they make it in heaven, I bend over to it's scent.. The perfume driving me nostalgic, For when I first saw the rain! ~A Brewstatic Original
