02/13/2024
Naninonunom
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Naninonunom
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Broken heart of glowing love
Not yours, mine.
A downpour in midsummer brought the veil, opaque and thick.
Blurred, I perceive your silhouette standing in the doorway.
It is dark
where I am.
This fragrance is made for smelling it at the hairline on the back of your neck in a passionately sad situation.
When the cheeks glow and tears of despair wet the skin.
No single tear, no dreamy romance, no elegance.
Eyes red, while the snot runs equally from the nose and the sobs cannot be suppressed. Pure emotion, overloaded, real.
Tears smells rich, fleshy and spicy.
Like the taste of salty tears transformed into lush flowers.
Not transparent, not clear - enriched and cloudy.
This lilac environment is neither light nor sweet in the classic sense, but rather deep and rich - in the most unclassical sense. And is minimally fresh. Almost a bit like chills when you have a fever.
Despite the flowers, you immediately think of skin.
You smell "unwashed good", as if the inherent odor has had time to accumulate.
A quiet, intimate fragrance. Not made to radiate far and wide.
This still water is deep. Come close and you will know what it feels like.
A downpour in midsummer brought the veil, opaque and thick.
Blurred, I perceive your silhouette standing in the doorway.
It is dark
where I am.
This fragrance is made for smelling it at the hairline on the back of your neck in a passionately sad situation.
When the cheeks glow and tears of despair wet the skin.
No single tear, no dreamy romance, no elegance.
Eyes red, while the snot runs equally from the nose and the sobs cannot be suppressed. Pure emotion, overloaded, real.
Tears smells rich, fleshy and spicy.
Like the taste of salty tears transformed into lush flowers.
Not transparent, not clear - enriched and cloudy.
This lilac environment is neither light nor sweet in the classic sense, but rather deep and rich - in the most unclassical sense. And is minimally fresh. Almost a bit like chills when you have a fever.
Despite the flowers, you immediately think of skin.
You smell "unwashed good", as if the inherent odor has had time to accumulate.
A quiet, intimate fragrance. Not made to radiate far and wide.
This still water is deep. Come close and you will know what it feels like.
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