Top Notes 
Cedarwood
Lime
Honey
Lemon
Peach
Pineapple
Vanilla
Qempfadrul
Heart Notes 
Cardamom
Cinnamon
Cumin
Iris
Nutmeg
Base Notes 
Ambergris
Patchouli
Vetiver
Mokka
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Mokka
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Is it Love or Desire?
Since noon we have been outside by the lake, looking for a spot in the shade.
After swimming, you come to me on the blanket. I close the book and give you a towel to dry off.
My head rests on your belly, the sun is good to us, granting us high temperatures and warming our souls.
Equally warming are your eyes, your gaze, your unspoken words. Your hand brushes a stubborn strand of hair from my face.
Time stands still, the air shimmers green-leaved in the shade of the tree ....
With every breath, your belly rises and falls a little. I am becoming drowsy.
It smells of sunshine, of lemon and light spice, of herbs, wood. When I open my eyes, I see the trail of hair that climbs up to your chest.
Your warm skin promises so much....
~~~~~~~~~~
Slowly, I get up from the desk, rubbing my neck.
Longing!
Your T-shirt is still in my bed.
I press my face into it and inhale every second of the day by the lake.
Your warm skin is so close.....
Longing!
~~~~~~~~~
When it comes to new fragrances, I am more than picky.
This one has managed to leap to the top of my wish list within minutes, oh seconds.
Throughout the day, it made its way onto the "Must-have list".
Two days later, I still don’t know exactly what I smell in the top, heart, and base notes. The scent is so delicate and elusive that I only receive images and feel something:
Longing!
The fragrance lies like a delicate veil over my skin, as if it doesn’t even touch it.
Again and again, I have to press my nose into the "fabric".
There is only one way to satisfy this longing.
I surrender, and gladly so!
After swimming, you come to me on the blanket. I close the book and give you a towel to dry off.
My head rests on your belly, the sun is good to us, granting us high temperatures and warming our souls.
Equally warming are your eyes, your gaze, your unspoken words. Your hand brushes a stubborn strand of hair from my face.
Time stands still, the air shimmers green-leaved in the shade of the tree ....
With every breath, your belly rises and falls a little. I am becoming drowsy.
It smells of sunshine, of lemon and light spice, of herbs, wood. When I open my eyes, I see the trail of hair that climbs up to your chest.
Your warm skin promises so much....
~~~~~~~~~~
Slowly, I get up from the desk, rubbing my neck.
Longing!
Your T-shirt is still in my bed.
I press my face into it and inhale every second of the day by the lake.
Your warm skin is so close.....
Longing!
~~~~~~~~~
When it comes to new fragrances, I am more than picky.
This one has managed to leap to the top of my wish list within minutes, oh seconds.
Throughout the day, it made its way onto the "Must-have list".
Two days later, I still don’t know exactly what I smell in the top, heart, and base notes. The scent is so delicate and elusive that I only receive images and feel something:
Longing!
The fragrance lies like a delicate veil over my skin, as if it doesn’t even touch it.
Again and again, I have to press my nose into the "fabric".
There is only one way to satisfy this longing.
I surrender, and gladly so!
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