Half the house is knee-deep in moon beams.
North and south stars struggle against what seems
To be the dying of a night tilted to day. From behind a green
Gauze screen, as if aware of coming Spring, an insect sings.
Mimicking the divine and elusive fragrances which tickle your mind in the sill of a perfect evening, an osmanthus-like sugary note marries with a bit of peach and rhubarb and a drop of lime. There is a feel to this of silver (the Silver fragrances from Possets). Quite romantic, lightly foody but in a come-hither way..on a moonlit night.