She is incandescent. Just like the first time I saw her, those vast fervent eyes took me by surprise, because in them I realize a reflection of my own soul.
She is my weakness, the chink in my armor.
My undoing.
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Afrique du Nord #20
Contrast between traditionalism and modernity. A North African adventure awaits with notes of Iris, Cedar, North African Neroli and Benzoin.