In the garden of my heart, my flower of love was hiding heaven in its scent,Our hearts should touch, not our hands touching flowers.🌼

the smell of love was the wine of lovers,this heart fairy was the insatiable fountain of love,🌼

lovers love when they get used to each other’s smell,It was the scent of love floating in the clear air that seduced me,🌼

the smell of heaven infects lovers who go to heaven,Our souls want to be loved as much as we love, lovers do not forget her.🌼🌼🌼