SPELLBOUND
Perfectly enchanting!
An irresistibly sexual, utterly rapturous blend of three roses, radiant amber, and sensual red musk.
Perfectly enchanting!
If you were queen of pleasure,
And I were king of pain,
We ‘d 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.