In the realm of scents, a vibrant dance,
Where East meets West, a fragrant trance.
Wood from distant shores, its warmth profound,
Like incense rising, enveloping the ground.
The field’s embrace, a verdant delight,
Where ripe peaches spill their essence so bright.
Their aroma sweet, a summer’s kiss,
A nectarous perfume that fills the abyss.
Petals strewn like a satin-soft carpet,
Their hues and fragrance, a vibrant rapport.
Pink, yellow, white, a kaleidoscope of grace,
Perfuming the air with their delicate embrace.
The scent of the East, exotic and bold,
Blends with the sweetness the field does unfold.
A symphony of aromas, a fragrant delight,
A tapestry woven with nature’s might.