The interminable honey of our interwoven bodies, murmurs of a final prayer. Being naked in one's clothes, arousal bonded to the skin, with that nonchalant look on the face. Storms of pleasure build up in silence. No chatter can precede them. On contact with the air, suddenly, they ignite.
Based on the original recipe of a love potion from the 19th century in France.
bergamot, orris, heliotrope, suede, patchouli, ambrette, vanilla CO2, benzoin resin, opoponax resin, musk