The scent of copal reminds me of Tulum, shrooms, and making love
as if it were the same as meals
Burning everywhere
The scent of meat,
And smoke from the sacred plants
Woods
And resin that the soul sniffs.
The sense of love, lust, and contentment
Plucking the hairs on your neck.
Exuding sexiness And beauty.
Vibrant and alive
Thriving and free.
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