CARNAL
Bold, bright mandarin paired with the sweet, sensual earthiness of fig.
Ā
Ā
If you were queen of pleasure,
And I were king of pain,
We ād hunt down love together,
Pluck out his flying-feather,
And teach his feet a measure,
And find his mouth a rein;
If you were queen of pleasure,
And I were king of pain.
An exploration of love, lust, desire, longing, and despair.