Pioggia Debole Extrait 50 ml

WEAK Have you ever tried to smell wet wood for the fireplace?

 

In the mountain of solitudes, a gray cloud tells me that I am in someone's hands.

And by the hand it leads me where existences weep.

Every line of my poems is a step next to the uncontaminated.

And the world is lost.

With the drops that fall I do not mark time, I am only far from life.

And I blend in the dramatic sound of emotions.

It rains on the void and the cry becomes matter, breaks the silence.

The voices oscillate.

Here is the encounter, between the asphalt and its liquid steps drawn and that confirm the lonely man,

in the existential metropolises of noise. Weak.

Here is the fear, of a wood that is silent suspended, amazed by the water that deceives, generator of mold that hinders the fire. Strong.

Here is the dance in the dark, among the clouds of the solo song that wants to embrace an eternal flesh. We are lovers immersed in the drama of each other's salty tears, and now united by the rain that mixes the smells to make one. Intense Rain.

Atmospheres of emotions.

 

SUBJECT: Bergamot, Pine, Marine note, Lemon

COUNTER SUBJECT: Jasmine, Wood, Cedar, Virginia

BASE: Benzoin, Sandalwood, Musks, Precious woods

 

Extrait 50 ml