Waxing half Moon in Taurus 10: A wondrous perfume that follows a man wherever he goes.
TITLE: ALLURING BEAUTY or DWELLING WITHIN AN AURA OF COSMIC ALLURE
He smells of flowers which no one cares to name, fearing that saying those familiar names might dilute his scent or even cause it to evaporate. He remembers an old manuscript with pictures of flowers not of this world, strange flowers no one has ever seen, yet anyone who sees them knows these are not flowers of the imagination. They are certainly rooted in some faraway soil, turning their heads toward a sun we’ve never seen. The scent mutates incessantly, an olfactory iridescence that once we’ve inhaled we cannot help but enter and become lost in its maze.