Your scent enveloping the air,
Leaving enchanting trails.
Tranced,
As I stumbled into one.
Intoxicated,
By you, and your scent.
You,
Imprinted in my mind.
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Imprinted.
Your scent enveloping the air,
Leaving enchanting trails.
Tranced,
As I stumbled into one.
Intoxicated,
By you, and your scent.
You,
Imprinted in my mind.
