There is a special dream I hold. In it we are shrouded in mists of Copal and Lavendered Mugwort and early summer sweat. The Sun bakes us in that "first sunburn of summer way" as we peel off a black crust revealing flowers and fringe and bare toes in grass and sand. The full moon promises endless nights of transcendent laughter and raw unpolished magnitude. We don't care to bicker except over methods of brewing tea. Instead we do yoga and make art and music and faerie wings for the faerie fest and dance when it feels right.
I see you. You are laughing so hard tears stream down your face.
Long live bohemian life.
Namaste.
Liminal Perfume in Oil is available in 10 ml roll on bottle.
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