Coco Chanel

Within a cloud,

Of sweet smelling scent;

My hours spent,

Enhancing senses proud,

It may a little crazy sound.

Such signals entering through pores it sent,

To help n boost my daily bent.

Carrying chores running around.

Tired of all hurrying to take a dip,

With passion my heartbeat skip.

As I resurface same fragrance engulf,

Alone stood there all by myself.

It’s presence lingering upon skin,

Making my spirits spin.