04/28/2024
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Carry me home...!
Will you carry me...?
Will you carry me down to the swamp? When I can no longer walk myself. To the edge where the burning peat meets the water. Hold me in a deep embrace like the roots of Narden. Will you sink me in the deepest resin of the cedars and firs? Carry me on your strong arms down into the green fire. Deep beneath the glowing earth...!
Will you carry me...?
To where no living person has ever been. To where the animals dwell. Where people love skin to skin. Where the birch trees burn and the patchouli glows in a crusty togetherness. Will you anoint me with muddy moss when I am no more? To where we once loved...!
Will you carry me...?
Into the salty earth of the woods. To where the pain is buried. That's where I want to rest. That's where I want to be. That's where you can lay me down. And right there you will smell the ashes of my skin. In blazing gray and deepest green we will meet. Right there where the flora burns and the sky is on fire will be my new home. And now let me settle there...!
Conclusion
Essences - Millefleures 2023 by N-O-A-M
The end of all days. It could smell like this and no other. When the flora burns and bliss is wasted in gray ashes. Throw into the fire what brings you friends and unspeakable peace. Your wish will be granted! Here the swamps burn in deepest and darkest muddy green. When mosses entwine you like roots from the deepest soil and embrace you like first love. Buried deep under the salt of the earth. Let us lick up the return and the infinity. Or rather that's how it smells.
At home...!
When it is dark enough, stars become visible...!
Will you carry me down to the swamp? When I can no longer walk myself. To the edge where the burning peat meets the water. Hold me in a deep embrace like the roots of Narden. Will you sink me in the deepest resin of the cedars and firs? Carry me on your strong arms down into the green fire. Deep beneath the glowing earth...!
Will you carry me...?
To where no living person has ever been. To where the animals dwell. Where people love skin to skin. Where the birch trees burn and the patchouli glows in a crusty togetherness. Will you anoint me with muddy moss when I am no more? To where we once loved...!
Will you carry me...?
Into the salty earth of the woods. To where the pain is buried. That's where I want to rest. That's where I want to be. That's where you can lay me down. And right there you will smell the ashes of my skin. In blazing gray and deepest green we will meet. Right there where the flora burns and the sky is on fire will be my new home. And now let me settle there...!
Conclusion
Essences - Millefleures 2023 by N-O-A-M
The end of all days. It could smell like this and no other. When the flora burns and bliss is wasted in gray ashes. Throw into the fire what brings you friends and unspeakable peace. Your wish will be granted! Here the swamps burn in deepest and darkest muddy green. When mosses entwine you like roots from the deepest soil and embrace you like first love. Buried deep under the salt of the earth. Let us lick up the return and the infinity. Or rather that's how it smells.
At home...!
When it is dark enough, stars become visible...!
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