Made in Heaven

Residing in the atmosphere, she descends, wings spread. She calls out, Make love. Make a promise. Make it last. Through the window comes possibility, an opening. Through the unbarred window, a white cloud-ridge. Be enveloped; join hands in perfect union. On a gust of wind, wings fanned out, she alights.


Top~ safran, magnolia petals LMR, Italian mandarin
Mid~ jasmine sambac abs LMR, tuberose abs India LMR, orange flower abs Tunisia LMR
Dry~ “cereal accord,” orris abs LMR, natural vanilla bean CO2 extract LMR


Carnal, innocent


Pascal Gaurin