Opus 1144 Extrait 100 ml

When I awoke, You blew  into the mind like an hurricane.

A new Renaissance stands by the vision of one night. A stone that We want to bury in the land, posing the awareness of a new common life: the awareness to build an intent through a rain and a Body of desires.

The space generated is the new symbol of emptiness, stolen from the laws of nature, rescued by the land and let it flying high up.

The soul begins to indulge in this complex evolution, spiritually taking part to an enigma that holds the secret started in 1144, with a sensible sign that reveals and preserves the complete love.

The feeling explodes into the world, now, from the organic leather foundation in the consecrated solution to the Norman sky of the gray Amber. It's raining now, creating in the base masterworks of vanilla and musk growing in Sandalwood, because it interacts with the right serenity, engendering real connection with what is a man and what should be. Tensions are purified with Cashmere woods, in the restless echo of Iris, wetting the face of ogival fate with the tears of Benzoino, leading to the scores of a peaceful embrace of the Orchid.

A belief of multiple senses changes the order of the high, in the creative solitude to know each other, so abide where time of sound is fixed by the Elemi.

The space of images rising up to reach the highest peaks of the dream, sharing the expectation and granting the Jasmine with innocent astonishment, in the total desertion contained in the intersected ogival courts of Mandarin and Lemon.

The beginning, the debut, the cementified energy generated that spread the disquiet infinity in the world. The gray stone of dense music that cause scratches.

The disquieting charm of the Gothic in the gray allegory of a scraped and pierced stone.

Extrait de Parfum 100 ml