Beautiful when I sit to remember you…
All I could remember boo…
Is that sweet sent, of you…
Your body sent and a perfume is Identical…I can’t really describe the sent of you…
But if you pass by me I’d know that its you…
Your sent is like a breeze blowing softly…
But it doesn’t matter how smooth it travels it still knocks me…
Your sent take me away to imaginations…
You’re my dream and your still remember as one with sensation…
I will never forget the sweet breeze you bring…
And if you ever leave I'll chase your wind…