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Perfumer: Amelie Bourgeois<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Intoxicating and velvety. Smells like the lingering warmth of whisky, dry woods and skin after a night that was too good to end.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Suitable for: All year round, unisex. Occasions where you want to feel tasteful and powerful.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Top Notes<\/td>Middle Notes<\/td>Base Notes<\/td><\/tr>
Rum, Cinnamon, Pink Pepper, Black Pepper<\/td>Amyris, Rose Oxide, Aldehydes, Damascone<\/td>Guaiac Wood, Incense, Sandalwood, Vanilla, Tobacco, Licorice, Coumarin, Amber, Musk, Timbersilk, Vetiver<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
We lift our eyes to distant skies,
To borrow light from stars above;
We chase the gods through grand designs,
Mistaking awe for distant love.

We wait for heaven's gilded flame,
For fate to call us by our name;
As though the spark that made us whole
Could only fall from realms untold.

Yet perhaps creation never fell\u2014
Perhaps it rose where dreamers dwell:
In oak that wears the weight of years,
In amber spirits, smoke and cheers.

A whisky shared, a slow cigar,
Old friends who speak of who we are;
Of roads not taken, heights to climb,
Of foolish hopes that conquer time.

For somewhere in the fading light,
When laughter lingers past the night,
And every glass is raised once more
To lives not lived, but still in store,

The space between two reaching hands\u2014
The silent breath that Michelangelo planned\u2014
No longer stretches sky to earth,
But finds its home in human worth.

In whispered dreams and fearless schemes,
In quiet faith that softly gleams,
Where every soul, though bruised and worn,
Leaves feeling somehow newly born.

So let the heavens keep their throne,
Their marble saints, their skies unknown.
For I have found a truer fire
In shared ambition, shared desire.

Not in miracles above,
But in friendship, smoke, and honest love;
For sometimes all the answers lie
Not in the stars\u2014but by our side.<\/pre>\n\n\n\n
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