Scents And A Mature Woman

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Shakespeare wrote in King Lear;
"give me an ounce of civet,
good apothecary, to sweeten
my imagination..." An ode to
the scent of a mature woman;
Women who know how to choose
Candles, perfume, exotic scents
To enhance erotic moods of amor.
She lifts moods with scents,
Passions are moved by her well placed
Pheromones; magic is created by her;
She is Venus reincarnated;
Olfactory sensations explode
With engaging lusts of limbs;
As one inhales the scent.
Of her skin, orgasm is not far away.

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