Description
Poeme by Niki
It was dusk, almost sunset, and her eyes, dark and full of light,
just like the ripe grapes on the vines in summer,
appeared and became companions to my stroll in that flaming sky…
They disappeared suddenly.
Maybe I was dreaming,
or was it just the guilty dusk and its feeling?
The nose behind this perfume is Pierre Flores
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