*LYRIC RAIN* fragrance by Strange Invisible Fragrances

Testament

Oh, let it be a night of lyric rain

And singing breezes, when my bell is tolled.

I have so loved the rain that I would hold

Last in my ears its friendly, dim refrain.

I shall lie cool and quiet, who have lain

Fevered, and watched the book of day unfold.

Death will not see me flinch; the heart is bold

That pain has made incapable of pain.
Kinder the busy worms than ever love;

It will be peace to lie there, empty-eyed,

My bed made secret by the leveling showers,

My breast replenishing the weeds above.

And you will say of me,

“Then has she died?Perhaps I should have sent a spray of flowers.”

Dorothy Parker

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I love the sound of rain, the smell of rain and fragrance. The above poem by Dorothy Parker captures it all. I can just imagine lying in bed on a warm summer night, hearing the comforting sound of rain falling on my roof and wearing a lovely fragrance. Strange Invisible Perfumes creates such magical and beautiful fragrances.