Do you burn incense? ? br Do you like the willowy tendrils of aroma br caressing your lithe body.. br today when I smelt lavender br I thought of you and br of the possibility of smuggling the fragrance br into your realm through the many treacheries of time … br br I couldn’t find any courier, carrier or courtier… br so it remains …atremble.. br a captive in its glass mausoleum.. br un-smelt, unborn br so there will be irate oracles br on tangent as their haughty nostrils br were not flooded with the waft of supplication; br there will be burials unwept br as the ephemeral balm of ritual br went sadly amiss ….. br br I’m resigned to a life br Undrencehed in the lavender br Of your love br till a new uprising, br till a new intrigue or br till a courtier carrier or a courier..