PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary vial.
Muse Perfume Oil
$5.75 – $23.00
A light, invigorating floral and citrus blend. Tuberose, lotus and jasmine with a hint of lime.
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Where league of sound and lustre can be found.She let herself be loved: then, drowsy-eyed,
Smiled down from her high couch in languid ease.
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And rose to her as to a cliff the tide.My own approval of each dreamy pose,
Like a tamed tiger, cunningly she sighted:
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Swanned themselves, undulating in their sheen;
Her breasts and belly, of my vine the clusters,Like evil angels rose, my fancy twitting,
To kill the peace which over me she’d thrown,
And to disturb her from the crystal throne
Where, calm and solitary, she was sitting.So swerved her pelvis that, in one design,
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Come, lie upon my breast, cruel, insensitive soul,
Adored tigress, monster with the indolent air;
I want to plunge trembling fingers for a long time
In the thickness of your heavy mane,To bury my head, full of pain
In your skirts redolent of your perfume,
To inhale, as from a withered flower,
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In a slumber doubtful as death,
I shall remorselessly cover with my kisses
Your lovely body polished like copper.To bury my subdued sobbing
Nothing equals the abyss of your bed,
Potent oblivion dwells upon your lips
And Lethe flows in your kisses.My fate, hereafter my delight,
I’ll obey like one predestined;
Docile martyr, innocent man condemned,
Whose fervor aggravates the punishment.I shall suck, to drown my rancor,
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From the charming tips of those pointed breasts
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Gloame –
This smells light and dry, like a summer garden. The jasmine/tuberose are both strong notes on me. It doesn’t work on me, but I could see it really working on a woman who wants to smell classic and feminine. I wouldn’t suggest it for a unisex scent.
janiegalvin –
This smells very strongly of tuberose on me, particularly when wet. The jasmine only really starts to come out on the dry-down, but I really didn’t detect much of the lime at all, which was kind of disappointing. Still, it is a lovely, light floral, even if it doesn’t have a lot of power… you’ve gotta be very close to the skin to pick it up.
SMcArthur –
The jasmine in here is lighter balanced neatly against the tuberose. The lime adds a tartness that provides an effervescence to the florals. The lotus breathes a soft finish. It lasts for about 8 hours getting closer and closer to the skin over that time.