A pink little bottle full of summer aroma |
A summer has more colours than just pink, I have kaleidoscopes of memories, And still it's pink of which it makes me think, My memories are pink tinted flurries; I can envision summers past with ease, When little pink perfume bottle I see, And pink aromas waft along the breeze, I dream that in a pink cloud's where I'll be, Where pink fragrance from pink flowers I'll drink, And pink thoughts about pink is all I'll think. ![]() Notes ▶︎ |
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