The fragrance of wet soil
Runs wild in air
Makes me go crazy
With it's nostalgic spell
Just out of bed with my messy hair
On my porch, in my armchair
Magic is what I smell
Nature is at it again
Comes along a smell so bitter-sweet
I can't help sniffing in, the sin
Dancing in the wind
Shaking me out of my sleep
The smell I can't tell
How it affects me
In air, it's pure symphony
Like aroma of steaming coffee
The humming of air
Sounds like a melancholy tune
As if the wind is drinking
Every fragment it's carrying
In heavy waves making ripples in air
A scent of love
A spice of emotion
I think it's the smell of the ocean
Meditating in the crazy wind
With the freedom of an independent soul
Smiling all the way
Within a whiff I am ready to go
The essence of life has sweetness so ripe
Here in this moment, all on my own
This feeling steals my breathe away
As I lose myself to me...
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