Morning perfume with him smell, morning fragrant with cinnamon, mornings scented by floral smell.
If I forget to give my perfume, I assure him that it has printed well under my skin its perfume, the perfume of the morning, the perfume of dreams made reality.
I prepare the lemon tea and assure me that the honey added to the tea will not swallow it more than I do.
The sun is trying to create a perfect frame by translating the rays through our window as strong as ever.
Let you loved, because that means being a woman !!!