Incorporeal
NA Perfume Description
In drop down - Default SAMPLE Clear Vial $4/5ml Cobalt Blue Bottle +12 ($16)
In places where love has been lost or life taken too quickly a haunting can be left in the undertow of the shadows of the room. The dust under the keys of the piano where imagination whispers and plays music only the dead can hear...where the very thought of you is a vesper in my being.
Ecclesiastical sirens of the night withdrawn to the shadows on the wall where spider webs volunteer their veins to the breeze of the open window. This is where I live hidden in the between of time. Finding this place is the only way to dissolve my mind of you.
I remember holding your hand in mine and fitting like they were always meant to be.
I remember pressing my lips to yours and laughing as the fire roared in the fireplace and you grabbing me and pulling me to you and telling me how much you loved me.
I remember you stroking my hair as we stood on the cliffs and the rush of wind pressed a cold hand to our faces.
I remember you holding me so tightly I knew I would always be so safe in your arms.
I remember being in bed and waking up to you looking at me with the sun catching the amber of your eyes and smiling at me. I wonder still if you had slept at all or had you watched me sleep the entire night?
I wonder too much.
Because I have lost it all. I have lost you. And I miss you body and soul that every time I breathe I lose my breath and the ghost of my being breaches into the living.
This is the only place I could run away to, the only place to run away from you toward. What is it I could have been told that love blinded me from knowing? Would I, could I have seen you come at me with that sharp knife?
And instead of dying from the pain, my love for you was too much and I made myself stay here with you, beside you as you lived on and I forgave you over and over in whispers until it drove you mad.
You stood for so long with tears and my cries at night blared into your sleep that you grew crazy from my outbursts from beyond.
You have killed me and I have killed you.
And on this side that I have chosen as an incorporeal to this haunted house of my world I am alone because I have driven you away, the way the sound of the rain drives silence away from the stillness of the creaks of my home where once it was ours.
I stay here as a ghost forever and I wait and I hope one day the door will open again and you will be there smiling and wanting to wrap your hands around me again and press your lips to mine.
I will wait. Forever.
I am an Incorporeal to VA.
Blue Gardenia Essence, Enchanting White Pepper, whispers of Tuberose, bouquets of raw and black Vanilla, Bulgarian Musk and sweet dust of a haunted soul.
In places where love has been lost or life taken too quickly a haunting can be left in the undertow of the shadows of the room. The dust under the keys of the piano where imagination whispers and plays music only the dead can hear...where the very thought of you is a vesper in my being.
Ecclesiastical sirens of the night withdrawn to the shadows on the wall where spider webs volunteer their veins to the breeze of the open window. This is where I live hidden in the between of time. Finding this place is the only way to dissolve my mind of you.
I remember holding your hand in mine and fitting like they were always meant to be.
I remember pressing my lips to yours and laughing as the fire roared in the fireplace and you grabbing me and pulling me to you and telling me how much you loved me.
I remember you stroking my hair as we stood on the cliffs and the rush of wind pressed a cold hand to our faces.
I remember you holding me so tightly I knew I would always be so safe in your arms.
I remember being in bed and waking up to you looking at me with the sun catching the amber of your eyes and smiling at me. I wonder still if you had slept at all or had you watched me sleep the entire night?
I wonder too much.
Because I have lost it all. I have lost you. And I miss you body and soul that every time I breathe I lose my breath and the ghost of my being breaches into the living.
This is the only place I could run away to, the only place to run away from you toward. What is it I could have been told that love blinded me from knowing? Would I, could I have seen you come at me with that sharp knife?
And instead of dying from the pain, my love for you was too much and I made myself stay here with you, beside you as you lived on and I forgave you over and over in whispers until it drove you mad.
You stood for so long with tears and my cries at night blared into your sleep that you grew crazy from my outbursts from beyond.
You have killed me and I have killed you.
And on this side that I have chosen as an incorporeal to this haunted house of my world I am alone because I have driven you away, the way the sound of the rain drives silence away from the stillness of the creaks of my home where once it was ours.
I stay here as a ghost forever and I wait and I hope one day the door will open again and you will be there smiling and wanting to wrap your hands around me again and press your lips to mine.
I will wait. Forever.
I am an Incorporeal to VA.
Blue Gardenia Essence, Enchanting White Pepper, whispers of Tuberose, bouquets of raw and black Vanilla, Bulgarian Musk and sweet dust of a haunted soul.
