love is a bottle of redat first it is brightcolorful and piquantbreathe in its vivacityswallow its vervebut let it ageand you will findthe ruby give wayfor an amber huethose distinct notesblur altogetheruntil you cannot taste the fruitbut time itself
at first it is brightcolorful and piquantbreathe in its vivacityswallow its vervebut let it ageand you will findthe ruby give wayfor an amber huethose distinct notesblur altogetheruntil you cannot taste the fruitbut time itself