‘Pineapple blooms in a tropical breeze,
Coconut hums with memories.
Cinnamon’s warmth, nutmeg’s embrace,
Cardamom whispers of love’s first trace.
Sand and salt, laughter and light,
Young love ignites on a golden night.
Sandalwood lingers, time stands still,
A bittersweet thrill, a heart to fill.
Santal Painkiller, wild and free,
A memory etched where oceans spree.’ – BLNDRGRPHY
