‘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
