The Lover

"Embraces, kisses; your golden head, of a lion, although I have never seen a lion, only imagined one, of the sun, even if I've only seen the picture of the sun on the Tarot card, your golden head of the lover whom I dreamed would one day free me, this head will fall back, its eyes rolled upwards in a spasm you will mistake for that of love and not of death. The bridegroom bleeds on my inverted marriage bed." Lavender, rhododendron leaf, agarwood, jasmine absolute and bourbon vanilla absolute