I’ve been summoned by your roaming essence,
with its spicy citrus upper notes and mellow jasmine centre,
all conducted intuitively by the aromatic one — cinnamon.
Not masculine; not feminine; just delicious!
That same taste lovers savour,
with its uninhibited flavour fueling conquests in the heartland.
Together we could ramble on about human composition,
strolling or rolling through wheat fields:
Not like scientists — theoretically;
More like artists — freely.
Having trouble with the image?
You needn’t worry,
for where you cannot, pheromones will Gogh.
And in close proximity, nature instructs,
because it knows the best strokes;