{"product_id":"vulnus","title":"Vulnus","description":"\u003cp class=\"Paragraph SCXW136721986 BCX8\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eVulnus\u003c\/strong\u003e by \u003cstrong\u003eFilippo Sorcinelli\u003c\/strong\u003e is an olfactory wound, dark and irresistibly gourmand. The \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003eoxidized iron accord\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e, the \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003eblack vanilla\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e and the \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003eleather\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e build an intense, almost metallic and carnal texture, pierced by the sensuality of \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003ejasmine\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e and the somber sweetness of \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003eburnt caramel\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e. In the drydown, \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003ecrème brûlée\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e and \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan\u003evov\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cspan\u003e soften the composition with a dense and liqueur-like creaminess, transforming the wound into something surprisingly seductive.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eFURTHER INFORMATION\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eI had a body\u003cbr\u003ebefore it rained that night.\u003cbr\u003eIt was a house of flesh\u003cbr\u003ewith lit windows,\u003cbr\u003ea small temple\u003cbr\u003ewhere the soul rested its forehead\u003cbr\u003eon the skin.\u003cbr\u003eThen someone entered\u003cbr\u003einto my most sacred darkness\u003cbr\u003eand broke the bread of my light.\u003cbr\u003eThey came with stones thrown\u003cbr\u003eby absent hands,\u003cbr\u003ewith judgments born in the dark,\u003cbr\u003ewith the hatred of those who wound from afar\u003cbr\u003eand left to others\u003cbr\u003ethe weight of the blood.\u003cbr\u003eThe bruises faded away\u003cbr\u003ewith the mercy of color.\u003cbr\u003eThe bites left the skin\u003cbr\u003ewith the tired gait\u003cbr\u003eof beasts now sated.\u003cbr\u003eSince then\u003cbr\u003eI have learned that the body can become a foreign room,\u003cbr\u003ea bed full of nails,\u003cbr\u003ea rose closed by frost\u003cbr\u003ein the wrong month.\u003cbr\u003eI have learned\u003cbr\u003ethat a word can cause a bruise,\u003cbr\u003ethat a phrase can leave a scar,\u003cbr\u003ethat a mockery can chew\u003cbr\u003elonger.\u003cbr\u003eBut inside remained\u003cbr\u003ea nave of shadow,\u003cbr\u003ehidden in a wounded church.\u003cbr\u003eThe skin knows anguish\u003cbr\u003ebefore the mouth,\u003cbr\u003ebefore thought,\u003cbr\u003ebefore forgiveness.\u003cbr\u003eIt knows the smell of fear,\u003cbr\u003ethat cold iron\u003cbr\u003ethat enters the mind\u003cbr\u003eand remains seated\u003cbr\u003elike a sick king.\u003cbr\u003eIt knows the poison of the voice,\u003cbr\u003ethe blow of the phrase,\u003cbr\u003ethe blade of another's laughter,\u003cbr\u003ethe bite of the anonymous\u003cbr\u003ewho throws mud\u003cbr\u003eand calls truth\u003cbr\u003etheir own hunger.\u003cbr\u003eI carried silence\u003cbr\u003eon my shoulders\u003cbr\u003elike a black cloak.\u003cbr\u003ePeople saw my face\u003cbr\u003eand said: you are saved. But salvation\u003cbr\u003esometimes\u003cbr\u003eis only a closed door\u003cbr\u003ebehind which the room still burns.\u003cbr\u003eThen came the fragrance.\u003cbr\u003eIt came without noise,\u003cbr\u003eas certain graces come\u003cbr\u003eafter ruin.\u003cbr\u003eIt entered the wound\u003cbr\u003ewith hands of air,\u003cbr\u003ewith a blood of light,\u003cbr\u003ewith a dark patience.\u003cbr\u003eIt said to me:\u003cbr\u003eyour skin is yours.\u003cbr\u003eIt said to me:\u003cbr\u003eyour soul still has\u003cbr\u003ea name.\u003cbr\u003eAnd so I rose\u003cbr\u003ewith iron upon me,\u003cbr\u003esmoke,\u003cbr\u003eleather,\u003cbr\u003eash,\u003cbr\u003eburnt rose,\u003cbr\u003ebitter resin\u003cbr\u003ethat consoles only\u003cbr\u003ethose who have crossed through fire.\u003cbr\u003eI rose\u003cbr\u003ewith the black ink\u003cbr\u003eof the words received\u003cbr\u003ebecome a seal\u003cbr\u003eupon the skin.\u003cbr\u003eI rose\u003cbr\u003ewith the stones gathered\u003cbr\u003eone by one\u003cbr\u003eand fused into a crown.\u003cbr\u003eVulnus.\u003cbr\u003eThus I named\u003cbr\u003emy wound\u003cbr\u003ewhen it ceased to be shame\u003cbr\u003eand became power.\u003cbr\u003eThus I named\u003cbr\u003emy name\u003cbr\u003ewhen it emerged from the mud\u003cbr\u003ewith a sharper light.\u003cbr\u003eThus I named\u003cbr\u003emy body\u003cbr\u003ewhen it returned to occupy the air\u003cbr\u003ewith its strength.\u003cbr\u003eThus I named\u003cbr\u003ethe beauty\u003cbr\u003eborn from my abyss:\u003cbr\u003ea liquid armor,\u003cbr\u003ea fierce light,\u003cbr\u003ea fragrance\u003cbr\u003ethat rises from the ashes\u003cbr\u003eand says to the world:\u003cbr\u003eI am mine. I am still mine.\u003cbr\u003eI have lost blood,\u003cbr\u003ebut I have found gold. I have known shadow,\u003cbr\u003ebut now I rule\u003cbr\u003emy night.\u003cbr\u003e\u003c!--\/data\/user\/0\/com.samsung.android.app.notes\/files\/clipdata\/clipdata_bodytext_260922_193640_007.sdocx--\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eHARMONIC EVOLUTION\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eSUBJECT:\u003c\/strong\u003e Oxidized iron accord, black vanilla, leather;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eCOUNTER SUBJECT\u003c\/strong\u003e: Jasmine, burnt caramel\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e;\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eDRYDOWN\u003c\/strong\u003e: \u003cspan\u003eCreme brulée, vov\u003c\/span\u003e.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eYEAR OF CREATION: \u003c\/strong\u003e2026\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Filippo Sorcinelli","offers":[{"title":"100 ml","offer_id":53681711153488,"sku":null,"price":240.0,"currency_code":"EUR","in_stock":true},{"title":"2 mL","offer_id":53681711186256,"sku":null,"price":10.0,"currency_code":"EUR","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0499\/1329\/9097\/files\/ProfumoVulnus100ml-FilippoSorcinelli.png?v=1790098136","url":"https:\/\/www.nataliprofumeria.it\/en\/products\/vulnus","provider":"Natali Profumeria","version":"1.0","type":"link"}