That Angel Smells Like Lotus Flowers

I know not her name, But I can trace her by scent, She has driven me into a smell-at-them game, And am attracted to her a hundred percent, Stronger than my very own Chase, But am unable to keep the pace, The scent, be it expensive, I'll buy on higher purchase, I just want a glimpse of her face, Is she a material girl in a material world? Who taught her to smell so sweet? Whatever the case I'll buy her the world, And place it beneath her feet, I spoke with the wind to reverse her scent, And I followed it to a mansion so beautiful, It is here that I'll pitch my tent, Till I see this angel that converted me to a beauty fool, Alas! A master piece, If she isn't a runaway angel from heaven, Then God must have really been at peace, And created her in days more that seven, Introduce myself I shall, Even if its only for a while, Am Leonardo da vinci, please Monalisa smile, But she disappears behind that great wall,