Tuberose - Sugared

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    And Sing, And Sing Perfume Oil

    Sometimes the mist overhangs my path,
    And blackening clouds about me cling;
    But, oh, I have a magic way
    To turn the gloom to cheerful day-
    I softly sing.

    And if the way grows darker still,
    Shadowed by Sorrow’s somber wing,
    With glad defiance in my throat,
    I pierce the darkness with a note,
    And sing, and sing.

    I brood not over the broken past,
    Nor dread whatever time may bring;
    No nights are dark, no days are long,
    While in my heart there swells a song,
    And I can sing

    – James Weldon Johnson

    A perfume for my songbird: lavender and white musk with sugared tuberose and pale mosses.

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