The Scent of Love
The Scent of Love
What a wonderful breeze, I’ve seen stars the sky never sees, no apples, but
you can pick love off these trees, I walk barefooted, for earth’s surface stays
around about 85 degrees, I drink honey straight from the hives of bees, what
a wonderful breeze, the Scent of Love, is what my nostrils breathe.
In God we believe, in each other we’re both intrigued, the substance from love
is all I need, what a Beautiful Breeze.
It entered my ears and stopped at my knees, it spoke to me, it said God sent
me, I’m your wife, and half your life, marry me, my heart and mind spoke at
the same time, well we both agree.
We both believe, we’re meant to be, so on one knee I asked this Wonderful
Breeze to marry me, to be my only Breeze, to be the only air I breathe, to
conceive my seeds, I promise to fulfill all our needs, but only if you agree to be
my One-n-Only Wonderful Breeze. So, I say to myself, why wouldn’t you be if
God sent you to me, to be. Do you agree, so answer me.
Yes, No or Absolutely?
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