What can I tell you about this gentle habit?
It's clean and sanitary.OR. Sean and clanitary.
Take your pick.
Applicator dabbed across sensitive tendrils
Painting the olfactory world with tiny purplish invisibilities
Sent out as microscopic bubbles bearing tiny flecks
Of precious fluid essence.
Relaxing, uplifting, refreshing, a vision in scent.
Minimum of two bottles; one for back-up
For if ever I traveled, there I must have one to
Offer royal purple to life as both memory
And sacrifice, to the monarchs who dwell
Within sacred destinations of heart, nerve, bone, gristle,
Sprite and spirit, Light and color flash
To live by.
To rest by.
To take the world inside, with a deep night hue
And a long, stunning lash of beauty in a bottle.
How do I open this tricksy cap again?Ah - here's the cover: