Let's swim to the moon
Let's climb through the tide
Surrender to the waiting worlds
That lap against our side.
~ Jim Morrison
Sipping iced peach tea on a weathered porch swing, overlooking Mare Tranquillitatis, the Sea of Tranquility.
Notes:
Moon dust, peach green tea, osmanthus absolute, cedar
Scent type: Powdery | Fruit | Tea | Woods | Atmospheric
