Scapa

Oh my sheriff! Not a shot was fired, but the town is ablaze. Such rough souls! Laurel cuts through mercilessly.

Attention menthol fans!
Woody-creamy vacation in the freezer. Orbit temperature -273.5 degrees Celsius.

Lemons announce with fanfare
King Clove
with a powdery court
foot soldiers in lavender.

The land where resin and honey flow. Masculinity wrapped in cumin, moss, and tobacco. A powerhouse and a sweet charmer. Unmatched.

Warm enveloping, deep spice of wood, rose, and patchouli. For me, a masculine archetype. Good!