A delicate trace unwinds

A fragile line goes forth

Towards the imminence of a chance meeting

Promised fusion.



An implacable frontier stands and signals

The impossible communion of beings.

A desire vibrant and imperial dreams of defying

this insurmountable border

The tension is extreme

Fanciful fusion?



Fusion constantly postponed

Which condemns the shortness of breath and the feverish glance

To remain before the temple door.



Something rises

Managing an ambivalent leap

Both towards and away from itself

A qualitative leap, a sense of intimate realisation

A magical duality which both allows and risks the blend

of heavenly unions

A sacred fusion

Ingredients:
Top notes: Rhubarb, bergamotka, blackcurrant absolute, clementine, kawa CO2, kite
Heart notes: absolut tuberozy, cloves (spice), fig milk, gardenia, jasmine, orange blossom, the smell of freshly baked bread
Base notes: ambra, balsam tolu, benzoin, cedr, fir balsam absolute, heliotrope, patchouli, piżmo, wanilia z Madagascar