So when you wake up on a Saturday and you have to think of me

In the sack: Cocoa butter and sandalwood

Wet: Sandalwood and eucalyptol

Dry down: Sandalwood

The touch: A solitary bud

The feel: Staring into the mortality divide

The magic of our lives: Fleeting.

Final verdict: Robbed of a fair shake by environmental crisis.

Posted on 2006-02-14
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