Bibbi Santal Beauty Best

I Met Her At The End Of 2001 On The Paris Metro. Her Eyes Were A Captivating Blue And Her Voice Was Deep And Soft At The Same Time, Like A Purring Cat. She Wore A Red Velvet Dress And Smelled Of The Finest Sandalwood. She Didn’T Say Much At The Time, But She Smiled At Me And Whispered Live”, And We Both Understood. We Touched Hands, Then She Left. It Was As If I’D Never Met Her, And Yet It Was One Of The Most Intense Moments Of My Life”. Stina Seger, Composes On This Memory A Magnificent Sandalwood, Accompanied By A Flamboyant Magnolia Heart.