A delicate trace unwinds A fragile line goes forth Towards the imminence of a chance meeting Promised fusion.
An implacable frontier stands and signals The impossible communion of beings. A desire vibrant and imperial dreams of defying this insurmountable border The tension is extreme Fanciful fusion?
Fusion constantly postponed Which condemns the shortness of breath and the feverish glance To remain before the temple door.
Something rises Managing an ambivalent leap Both towards and away from itself A qualitative leap, a sense of intimate realisation A magical duality which both allows and risks the blend of heavenly unions A sacred fusion
The collector flacons
True works of art, these collectors’ objects are hand made by our master glassmaker, following ancestral techniques of lost-wax casting in which each mould is broken after the production of each piece.
Collectible bottle in a wooden box, including a 120ml refill and one perfume funnel.