fragrance is soft and caresses me, takes me instantly to clean sheets and billowing curtains and breeze and lightness – damn i’m a sucker for advertising images!
His familiar fragrance wafted towards me sparking memories that had long been buried beneath my new experiences. It’s funny how our sense of smell works, isn’t it? One smell, one familiar odor, can spark so many different emotions. I’ve never enjoyed the smell of cigarettes but with the smell comes a series of memories that I wouldn’t trade for the world.
There they were–standing silently, staring back at me with their petals dancing with the wind. The lillies, as beautiful as the distant sun, and their fragrance, noticed from a mile away. I can watch them until summer passes away.
I smelled the sweet fragrance drifting along the treetops on that breezy afternoon. Her hair was a mix between flowers and sweat, and had me completely captivated. If I had a thought in my head, it was gone. I was completely enveloped, and at her mercy completely.
I have this shirt that my boyfriend gave me. It’s one of his and I wear it to bed every night. I’m going to be sad in a few days when I have to wash it. I take comfort in his scent. Maybe i’ll give back the shirt so he can wear it a bit more then he can give it back.
Perfume is so expensive. I don’t get it. You pay so much just to buy a fragrance that won’t stay on you long. It usually lasts about an hour before you start smelling like yourself again.
this is the quality that you smell when you’re smelling something, like a fragrant flower that is captivating your senses and reminding you of long-lost memories, of your childhood, of a beautiful girl you loved more than a decade ago, of your childhood home
Fragrance is quite the best way of remembering someone, specifically one’s lover. Their smell always lingers anywhere they were. Fragrance can also be very very annoying if it is overrused, and someone doesn’t realize it. I feel the need to tell them, but I hold my tongue out of not wanting to hurt their feelings but seriously. I need to breathe. Cease and Desist you foul beast.
roses, the smell of seth when he takes his shirt off, the different fragrances at picture this that smell like a combination of old ladies and flowers, but they still smell amazing. often a crossword clue where the answer is aroma or odor, graceful, france.
DEATH I SUPPOSE..LIFE SMELLS. SMELLS LIKE DEW DROPS, WET MEADOWS ON A WINTER MORNING. ALL THINGS GOOD? NO NOT FOR ME. I LIKE THE SMELL OF THE UNKNOWN.SOMETHING DIFFERENT, SOMETHING CHAOTIC, DESOLATE, ETERNAL.
the thought of your smell… lingering. when i walk past stores, items, people, reminding me of you. i liked it when your smell stuck on me, when i could experience you in my sheets, without you having to be there. and the thought of my fragrance, leaving a reminder of me with you. i hope you enjoyed my memento.
Fragrance is the most important thing to retaining those sweet memories of years past. The gentle breeze coming from a girl’s strawberry blonde hair, the perfume on her soft skin and the cool breath when she gets close to your lips is undeniable.
when i walk through macy’s i’m assaulted by fragrance. Sometimes it smells really nice but sometimes it makes me feel like im going to pass out. It makes me think of old ladies who put on way too much make up and perfume so that when you look at them all can think about is how much they’ve pampered themelves up.
fragrance. it’s a smell. hopefully something nice, for instance the fragrance of her perfume or the fragrant dinner on the stove. the scent of flowers on the wind during a summer day, or what floats off of Miss Kitty in Fifel goes west.
The fragance wafted past as he walked past me. I was thrown back into the past. The first day I met him at the coolest party of the year. I had been dragged there by my twin brother Nathaniel; I did not want to go. He had walked up to me with a smile on his face and then someone had pushed by him throwing him into me. The smell was the first thing I had noticed. Sharp cologne had filled my nose with incredible effects. I went dizzy. From that moment on, I could not look at anybody but him. And now it was the same, except now I was watching him turn his back on me and walk out the door.
the scent of you as you walk by every day, the one that makes me smile and comforts me when im feeling out of sorts. the scent that i can always count on, always trust in. the scent that invites me to explore new places and new ideas within my being. the scent that encompasses everything about you, about us. the scent is you.
the smell of roses, the smell of manure. the smell of your mom’s cooking. something you would recognize anywhere. walking down the street, half way around the world. it all comes floodding back with the fragrance.
The fragrance of Lilies of the Valley wafted across the Italian marble floor and into the adjoining bedroom. She could almost taste the fragrance as it swirled up the bed post and over the silk sheets to the massive pillows where she lay dreaming…
I smelled the fragrance of some vagrant. I don’t know who he or she was. Just that they smelled like the places they’ve been. The smell was sweet. I’m thinking I’d like to smell more. Breathe.
a fragrance erupting from my grandmother’s pores, insults my sense of smell. almost immediately i am overcome by a sense that i wish to ignore. yet to lean down and kiss her, is expected. what is not expected is how repulsed i am from her scent, a mask from the fact that she is 80.
its smells pretty nice. usually. but unless its one of those granny perfumes that smell cheap and suffocate you with kisses and peppermints. its just weird. my fav cologne is kirra from pac sun. even tho im a girl. shouldnt i be wearing perfume?
fragrance makes me think of flowers. The second thought I have is about smell… specifically my smell. My offensive smell, damnit. This word makes me think of the opposite of what I offer people ofactorily. right word? meh!
When it smells, it smells great. The gentle, luscious scent of her neck on his pillow. He grabbed the pillow case and breathed in deep, until his lungs almost exploded. She had that effect on him; an exuberance that almost made him hurt.
mmm.
what a lovely fragrance you are wearing tonight my love. what ever is it?
you haven’t showered for days, eh? well you must shower less often, it truly is intoxicating.
the smell of his skin was over powering. The fragrance was a musty 3 day in the depth of the darkness of a deserted room smell. He looked unshaven and dirty. He looked near the edge of death its self. He wasnt an old fellow. He was maybe 22 at best. He had a rare problem where he aged quickly and would die young. The doctors had no cure for this. he just had to live with it, The worst part is his brain isnt responsive enough for him to even know how bad he looks or smells. Thats what drugs will do to you. If he hadnt done so much pot he’d be 88% better than he is now. He learned his lesson alright, but i cant help to wonder what would have happend if he had learned that lesson earlier..from me.
its a scent, usually referring to a females perfume, or body wash. I think it is what turns men on about women, what Attracts or repels most of us just saying…
His fragrance was strong and sweet like cinnamon but also calming and soothing like the air after a long rain. And she couldn’t get enough. In her mind everything about him was pure perfection, right down to his smell. He shifted in his sleep and she smiled, knowing that soon she would be falling asleep to that scent every night. She laid her head on his chest, breathed in deeply and fell asleep feeling like the luckiest girl in the world.
i heard that there is a new fragrance coming out from lacoste which i would really like to try. its supposed to be called joy of pink and since i loved touch of pink and love of pink so much, i will probably give it a try. it is probably my favourite fragrance for women. i am not one to wear perfume but i love fruity scents because it reminds me of summertime.
it means pleasant smell.we need fragrance to keep us fresh and stimulate our brain to be active.
fragrance is soft and caresses me, takes me instantly to clean sheets and billowing curtains and breeze and lightness – damn i’m a sucker for advertising images!
His familiar fragrance wafted towards me sparking memories that had long been buried beneath my new experiences. It’s funny how our sense of smell works, isn’t it? One smell, one familiar odor, can spark so many different emotions. I’ve never enjoyed the smell of cigarettes but with the smell comes a series of memories that I wouldn’t trade for the world.
There they were–standing silently, staring back at me with their petals dancing with the wind. The lillies, as beautiful as the distant sun, and their fragrance, noticed from a mile away. I can watch them until summer passes away.
I smelled the sweet fragrance drifting along the treetops on that breezy afternoon. Her hair was a mix between flowers and sweat, and had me completely captivated. If I had a thought in my head, it was gone. I was completely enveloped, and at her mercy completely.
I have this shirt that my boyfriend gave me. It’s one of his and I wear it to bed every night. I’m going to be sad in a few days when I have to wash it. I take comfort in his scent. Maybe i’ll give back the shirt so he can wear it a bit more then he can give it back.
Perfume is so expensive. I don’t get it. You pay so much just to buy a fragrance that won’t stay on you long. It usually lasts about an hour before you start smelling like yourself again.
this is the quality that you smell when you’re smelling something, like a fragrant flower that is captivating your senses and reminding you of long-lost memories, of your childhood, of a beautiful girl you loved more than a decade ago, of your childhood home
aroma, smell, odor, my heart is broken because my spirit is not free, Lord, take away these chains from me.
Fragrance is quite the best way of remembering someone, specifically one’s lover. Their smell always lingers anywhere they were. Fragrance can also be very very annoying if it is overrused, and someone doesn’t realize it. I feel the need to tell them, but I hold my tongue out of not wanting to hurt their feelings but seriously. I need to breathe. Cease and Desist you foul beast.
roses, the smell of seth when he takes his shirt off, the different fragrances at picture this that smell like a combination of old ladies and flowers, but they still smell amazing. often a crossword clue where the answer is aroma or odor, graceful, france.
Wow this word really surprises me! one word can be one or many, just like a great idea.
DEATH I SUPPOSE..LIFE SMELLS. SMELLS LIKE DEW DROPS, WET MEADOWS ON A WINTER MORNING. ALL THINGS GOOD? NO NOT FOR ME. I LIKE THE SMELL OF THE UNKNOWN.SOMETHING DIFFERENT, SOMETHING CHAOTIC, DESOLATE, ETERNAL.
the thought of your smell… lingering. when i walk past stores, items, people, reminding me of you. i liked it when your smell stuck on me, when i could experience you in my sheets, without you having to be there. and the thought of my fragrance, leaving a reminder of me with you. i hope you enjoyed my memento.
Fragrance is the most important thing to retaining those sweet memories of years past. The gentle breeze coming from a girl’s strawberry blonde hair, the perfume on her soft skin and the cool breath when she gets close to your lips is undeniable.
i like the smell of baking cookies.
when i walk through macy’s i’m assaulted by fragrance. Sometimes it smells really nice but sometimes it makes me feel like im going to pass out. It makes me think of old ladies who put on way too much make up and perfume so that when you look at them all can think about is how much they’ve pampered themelves up.
fragrance. it’s a smell. hopefully something nice, for instance the fragrance of her perfume or the fragrant dinner on the stove. the scent of flowers on the wind during a summer day, or what floats off of Miss Kitty in Fifel goes west.
The fragance wafted past as he walked past me. I was thrown back into the past. The first day I met him at the coolest party of the year. I had been dragged there by my twin brother Nathaniel; I did not want to go. He had walked up to me with a smile on his face and then someone had pushed by him throwing him into me. The smell was the first thing I had noticed. Sharp cologne had filled my nose with incredible effects. I went dizzy. From that moment on, I could not look at anybody but him. And now it was the same, except now I was watching him turn his back on me and walk out the door.
the scent of you as you walk by every day, the one that makes me smile and comforts me when im feeling out of sorts. the scent that i can always count on, always trust in. the scent that invites me to explore new places and new ideas within my being. the scent that encompasses everything about you, about us. the scent is you.
the smell of roses, the smell of manure. the smell of your mom’s cooking. something you would recognize anywhere. walking down the street, half way around the world. it all comes floodding back with the fragrance.
The fragrance of Lilies of the Valley wafted across the Italian marble floor and into the adjoining bedroom. She could almost taste the fragrance as it swirled up the bed post and over the silk sheets to the massive pillows where she lay dreaming…
I smelled the fragrance of some vagrant. I don’t know who he or she was. Just that they smelled like the places they’ve been. The smell was sweet. I’m thinking I’d like to smell more. Breathe.
wafting memories drifting though the air
a fragrance erupting from my grandmother’s pores, insults my sense of smell. almost immediately i am overcome by a sense that i wish to ignore. yet to lean down and kiss her, is expected. what is not expected is how repulsed i am from her scent, a mask from the fact that she is 80.
its smells pretty nice. usually. but unless its one of those granny perfumes that smell cheap and suffocate you with kisses and peppermints. its just weird. my fav cologne is kirra from pac sun. even tho im a girl. shouldnt i be wearing perfume?
fragrance makes me think of flowers. The second thought I have is about smell… specifically my smell. My offensive smell, damnit. This word makes me think of the opposite of what I offer people ofactorily. right word? meh!
six days a week, i’m surrounded by scent, and the beat of the mob
When it smells, it smells great. The gentle, luscious scent of her neck on his pillow. He grabbed the pillow case and breathed in deep, until his lungs almost exploded. She had that effect on him; an exuberance that almost made him hurt.
smell sweet perfurme air freshner bad men woman flowers cities food people animals babies colour taste products sour spicy
What lingers when you’re gone. Vanilla is who I was when I was with you, the cheap spray to hide the cigarettes. You’re Malboro reds and sweat.
the smell of her perfume lingered. go away already, i thought. her ever presence made me sick to my stomach as always.
smells good victoria secret flowers roses laundry perfume fabreeze beautiful girly cologne hollister abercrombie and fitch bathroom lotion
mmm.
what a lovely fragrance you are wearing tonight my love. what ever is it?
you haven’t showered for days, eh? well you must shower less often, it truly is intoxicating.
Usually quite disgusting and splashed all over the nasties. Sometimes, very rarely, it is pure…
the smell of his skin was over powering. The fragrance was a musty 3 day in the depth of the darkness of a deserted room smell. He looked unshaven and dirty. He looked near the edge of death its self. He wasnt an old fellow. He was maybe 22 at best. He had a rare problem where he aged quickly and would die young. The doctors had no cure for this. he just had to live with it, The worst part is his brain isnt responsive enough for him to even know how bad he looks or smells. Thats what drugs will do to you. If he hadnt done so much pot he’d be 88% better than he is now. He learned his lesson alright, but i cant help to wonder what would have happend if he had learned that lesson earlier..from me.
its a scent, usually referring to a females perfume, or body wash. I think it is what turns men on about women, what Attracts or repels most of us just saying…
His fragrance was strong and sweet like cinnamon but also calming and soothing like the air after a long rain. And she couldn’t get enough. In her mind everything about him was pure perfection, right down to his smell. He shifted in his sleep and she smiled, knowing that soon she would be falling asleep to that scent every night. She laid her head on his chest, breathed in deeply and fell asleep feeling like the luckiest girl in the world.
i heard that there is a new fragrance coming out from lacoste which i would really like to try. its supposed to be called joy of pink and since i loved touch of pink and love of pink so much, i will probably give it a try. it is probably my favourite fragrance for women. i am not one to wear perfume but i love fruity scents because it reminds me of summertime.
A GOOD SMELL THAT COMES FROM FLOWERS LIKE ROSE AND OTHERS. i