LA PLUME DE DAVID ALEXANDRE LIEBERMANN

Magic oils

Closing your eyes a moment
And let the steam rising
As the senses of your nose opened
Accepting the smell that intoxicating

It get attached to your skin
As the liquids is dropping on you

It can feel almost as a sin
But expose the real you

The oils is caressing your body
Drawing lines of balance and calm
Traveling your mind out of reality
As the shape getting her Balm

The beautiful scent is covering you
Like a warm blanket in the winter
A sensation that overwhelming you
And bring you to the new frontier

21.03.2024

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