



Top Notes
Orange.
Middle Notes
Rose.
Base Notes
Musk.
Poem
What life wants to be born into a colores world? But then, you smile in a brust of color and everything earns its hue. Soaring towards you, racing to reach you and i soar the fastest for my soul yearns for only you. I race to you, and when i win the world will be became a vibrant fresh and flowers will brust, painting the world with life. Because you are life itself.
