Perfume

The ravishness of lust through the scintillating smell of perfume,describing the way the perfume beholds our mind to our soul

And its the perfect story bed in the blue moon ,
Titillating ,
Star gazing moulded rust,
Where trembled by the sweet misty of the starlet boon,
A bottle of truth and the power of lust ,
Tell me sir,what do you find in here?
The wallflowers to affect the raised smell ,
The exquisite perfume had stories to tell,
When anticipations of the light mystery that remained hidden,
Gazing at wrapped enchants withing the secret smell,
With tease and seduce ,
And lust of flower,
It drowned me in a deep breath,