Amber - Touched
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To A Dead Friend Perfume Oil
Out of StockThe moon still sends its mellow light
Through the purple blackness of the night;
The morning star is palely bright
Before the dawn.The sun still shines just as before;
The rose still grows beside my door,
But you have gone.The sky is blue and the robin sings;
The butterflies dance on rainbow wings
Though I am sad.In all the earth no joy can be;
Happiness comes no more to me,
For you are dead.
– Langston HughesA night-black cloak of wild plum and indigo musk twinkling with starry eucalyptus leaf and white amber. The petals of a faded rose, amber-touched. Wildflower honey drifting on butterfly wings.