A Fragrance Sweet

Such amber love, a woven dream, a frantic pulse, a gothic
Stream. But aster heart, a feral breath, an attic ghost, a
Tacit vex. A soul aflight, a fulgent flare, a florid ache, a
Starlit glare. And zenic flame, a mystic creek, a furtive
Wave, an omic fleece. Such amber love, an ether scent, a
Forest mind, a scarlet tint. Infuse the wind, my whisper soft,
A cryptic verse, a vision sought. For sore design, a
Woven myth, a lightning volt, an ocean kiss. And aster
Heart, a season flare, a beige mirage, a cultic air. My
Dreamy dove, a chantress soul, an opera tear, a passion
Cold. But garnish love, a color blue, a kismet flame, a
Passion true. For caution torn, a furnace torch, a ballad sung,
A mystic force. Indeed a dream, my amber love, a fragrance
Sweet, an angel’s blood.