Collezione '15

Acquasala 2015

JilMare
25.06.2018 - 03:46 PM
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Bottle
7
Sillage
7
Longevity
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Scent

lost at sea

You've left me
My heart it has cracks, quite many, not only from you
it has collected them over many years

A salt crust sticks these cracks
when it rains it begins to soften and everything threatens to collapse

so far the sun always came before her, which strengthens the tender skin again and makes the heart, the crystals, sparkle in the warming rays
dark clouds are raised, the sky hangs low

I lie in the sand, tired, at the end of my strength
my right cheek is heavy in the sand, I can't open my eyes
I'm wearing a light cotton dress that slipped up to my thighs and slowly absorbs the moisture, but I don't care, no matter what, no matter < br /> I surrender, surrender, wait for the rain that will soften and decompose everything

With last force I lift the eyelids, a little only
My left hand I see lying in the sand, listlessly I push a groove with my index finger into the slightly damp sand and the grains of sand in front of me
they sparkle easily in diffuse light
Each of them is different and they refract the light in different directions
Is not every one of them incomparable and beautiful ?

Now I feel the water on my feet, I smell it - the sea !
Gently the foamy delicate spray washes around my feet, the salt - it crawls up in my nose

With all my strength I draw the air into my nose and deep into the lungs
It fills me, the sea air
-Sea salt and light, very delicate sweet algae smell flood me and I take it up like a thirsty person the first sip of water

The sea, it lies before me, in infinite vastness
This infinity is comforting

The dark fog is clearing

I pull my upper body through the sand, with a view towards the sea
Yes, there it is - light gray-blue with the hint of sunlight
Light, bright incense mist rises and rises up to the sky, a seagull pulls its path, my head is suddenly very clear

Delicate flower smell blows from the land and pervades the incense mist that clears
The sun comes slowly through and light floods the horizon

I can feel and smell them, the tender warmth, warm skin, the warm sand, the incense mist that lights up, the bright flowers of the land, the sea and the algae and see them, the shells in the sand

and I know
everything will be fine

Sometime
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