Srpski
Definition of true love
Some of us have known it, others have yet to experience it, but we are all waiting or looking for it. It will come.
True love is an eternal beginning again.
On the pillow, we leave our signature, the bare skin effect of Orcanox, the undress of amber woods and patchouli.
We soar, intoxicated, high on rum, infused with vanilla and cocoa. Full of that body, the feeling we want to devour.
From our first morning of buttered bread and orange blossom, savored in the laurels of yesterday.
Words fail us, but our souls speak to each other in complete transparency.
This is a home, a haven, a shelter.
"I often have this strange, penetrating dream,” we whisper in the warm, enveloping caramel arms of benzoin and the sweet, ripe fruitiness of davana.
Some of us have known it, others have yet to experience it, but we are all waiting or looking for it. It will come.
