Campfire Cologne

Bright fingers of crimson and gold, reaching skyward, The flames flicker and dance as they illuminate the dark. As we toss on another twig and some old plywood. Now and then embers would escape with a loud spark. Amidst the smoky scent of our cozy campfire. Mouthwatering infusions seem to be airborne. Familiar sensations waft into an aromatic spire. Can it be hot buttered toast, or is that popcorn? The fragrances so inviting, mixed with earthy sprays. As the breeze diminishes so our campfire's warmth we feel. The eucalyptus enhances a perfume, in a smoky haze. The overwhelming aroma of our campfire is quite surreal. The spellbinding flames flicker, casting shadows of their own. Its all made more spectacular by our campfire’s cologne.