I love my man

I dreamed of fields full of those Centifolia roses, and you were running, full of joy, singing at the top of your voice, forever in love, in love with love. And now in this bedroom with sandalwood furniture the radio was saying “roses are red, my love, roses are red”.

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ROSES, SPICES AND SANDALWOOD ACCORD

AGREEABLY INTOXICATING BULGARIAN ROSES AND CENTIFOLIA ROSES WITH A WHISPER OF CINNAMON TINTED WITH TONKA BEAN AND SANTAL