I laid on my side on a bergamot cloud, yawned then sipped from a cup brushed by Dali. It shifted and melted and I smile and still want it, with an eiderdown duvet hovering above me. The scene was a candle that I then could not handle. But now if I burn anything – That’s it!
Bergamot, Sandalwood, Violet, Patchouli & Incense