“THE EVERLASTING”
a sonic boom like distant cannon fire that seems to come out of the fog over large lakes or rivers
but there is a hint of orange blossom in the background coming from the mainland
tomato leaves and gardenia
Between the spicy ardor of Cozé and the balmy and liquorish opulence of Liqueur Charnelle
Toskovat Anarchist A_ Extrait de Parfum Cire Trudon Abd El Kader Great Candle “THE EVERLASTING”Anarchist A_ Today I remembered hypocrisy. They sell us love, faith, forgiveness, blessings, distraction, dreams. They sell anything if we are ready to buy It up. If it is hard to tell who they are, it could be because of us All we ever wanted was everything. White collared promises that children follow, a better tomorrow. Only if you work for it for every tomorrow. And me, waiting in the cold, snow on my face, rye in my pocket, hoping for answers for