This letter may not get to you. But it's meant for you, just like that perfume. We've only met once, but to me, I've always known you. It was in the Paris-Venice, that day when the train stopped in the night. You were leaving, I was just arriving for dinner. You grazed me, I looked at you. You said "forgive me", so I detailed your profile, the curve of your eyelashes, the hemline of your lips. One second for an eternity. One second for that perfume. It tells of that moment that stretched to the point where it marked my memory. It was all there. The softness of your voice, the grace of your gestures that I translated by the roundness of the musks, the velvet of sandalwood and vanilla. Your silhouette taking shape in the light, which I see as graceful as a white flower.
|Eau De Parfum
|Amber, Sea Notes and Jasmine
|Bourbon Vanilla and Australian Sandalwood