Symphonic Scent Weaving

Yearning has the potential to trigger action. However, influencing action is a delayed endeavor, particularly when confronted with elements such as social reputation and individual emotions. Distinct is the one capable of weaving a basket of fine straws in the pits of their sorrow. It is only in the moment of sieving through the roughs of straw where true engagement happens. The explorative hook demands a crotchet; the needle delicately pierces in search of a stitch.

If recklessness must attain your desires, so be it but if hopelessness rids you of all that you possess, so you have willed it.

Appreciation of soul action requires more than just the necessity of winter gloves and Balenciaga fur coats. Pus will fill your wounds, your skeleton will protrude, and your finger and feet veins will sneak into sight. Even then, your cold hungry fingers will persist to reach out for what lies before them. How faraway then, are your fingers from that which you seek? Out of your reach? No. Before you? No.

Within you? Yes.

Speak with your soul. Command confidently with entitlement and assertively acknowledge you’re worth it.

If you must forget that which is woven in your mind, do so. Tactfully envelop yourself in the egg white of mystery, anoint your body with custom tapestry scents that honor what you hide, and effortlessly become a platter of whatever it is you must reach for. As deserving as it may be, when you grasp it, remember its irreplaceable presence. Your scent should serve as a reminder of what you sought, propelling you toward satisfaction.

If your scent doesn’t beckon you to reach for it, why must you pursue it? There’s one with that particular scent travelling blindly towards it- the rightful owner. And even if you did, there will be barely anything pleasurable in it for you.

Your scent yearns, motivating you into action and seeking until it’s perfectly befitting. Nevertheless, the only artist with the power to intricately weave a comic mischievous desirable and dancing scent for you, is You.

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