DOWNTOWN PARIS

In the city of lights, where dreams entwine,
A scent blooms wild — sweet, daring, divine.
Strawberries dance on a summer’s breeze,
Whispers of jasmine float through moonlit trees.

A heart that flutters with passionate grace,
Like lovers’ footsteps in a secret place.
Patchouli’s shadow, soft musk’s embrace,
Wraps the night in a tender chase.

Mon Paris — a story told on skin,
Of youthful fire and love within.
A fragrance kissed by romance’s art,
The scent of a city, the beat of a heart.