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07/03/2019
Palonera
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"Almost like Sleeping Beauty!"
To anticipate: There's nothing barbaric about this rose.
Not on me, not on my skin.
And not on paper, sprayed for comparison.
Conan the Barbarian would hardly have wet himself with "Rose Barbarian", Arnold Schwarzenegger most likely not either.
Then rather with "Eau de Protection", Rossy de Palma's thorn rose from ELdO, the scratchy, biting, stabbing one with her metal shell.
Hiding a gentle heart, by the way, protected by shield and spears.
None of this is "rose barbarian."
It is neither cold nor hard, nor prick its thorns.
Still young it appears to me and dark pink, the petals lightly beperlt from the morning dew, damp grass and juicy Gehäcksel.
No dark red, no blood, no diva-like behavior.
Grape-sugar sweetness, fruity, juicy, ripe, characteristic of some rose varieties.
Sun warm wood and expensive body powder.
Friendliness, lightheartedness, a smile in the eyes.
Gentle and warm and soft, it develops with time, the rose, from youthful to maternal almost, always rosy, always feminine, always velvety, supple, fine.
Even at 30 degrees and more it is never too heavy, too loud, too much - it almost holds itself back, stays close to my skin, perceptible only to those who are close to me, come close, stay a little closer for a moment.
"How nice you smell!" says a little girl, burying her nose deep in my hair.
"Almost like Sleeping Beauty!"
And it seems to me she's not so wrong about that.
Not on me, not on my skin.
And not on paper, sprayed for comparison.
Conan the Barbarian would hardly have wet himself with "Rose Barbarian", Arnold Schwarzenegger most likely not either.
Then rather with "Eau de Protection", Rossy de Palma's thorn rose from ELdO, the scratchy, biting, stabbing one with her metal shell.
Hiding a gentle heart, by the way, protected by shield and spears.
None of this is "rose barbarian."
It is neither cold nor hard, nor prick its thorns.
Still young it appears to me and dark pink, the petals lightly beperlt from the morning dew, damp grass and juicy Gehäcksel.
No dark red, no blood, no diva-like behavior.
Grape-sugar sweetness, fruity, juicy, ripe, characteristic of some rose varieties.
Sun warm wood and expensive body powder.
Friendliness, lightheartedness, a smile in the eyes.
Gentle and warm and soft, it develops with time, the rose, from youthful to maternal almost, always rosy, always feminine, always velvety, supple, fine.
Even at 30 degrees and more it is never too heavy, too loud, too much - it almost holds itself back, stays close to my skin, perceptible only to those who are close to me, come close, stay a little closer for a moment.
"How nice you smell!" says a little girl, burying her nose deep in my hair.
"Almost like Sleeping Beauty!"
And it seems to me she's not so wrong about that.
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