The Greeks called me a "visual hallucination" or fantasy of the spirit. I interfere with your vision. A fluid antagonism between imagination and actual perception. I am the ghost of your deep seated desires, of your hidden thoughts. I awaken your secret impulses and bring them to light. In its mystery, my perfume develops your imagined satisfaction, it ensures your seduction, arouses charisma and liberates pleasure.
I am water of the lips, Phantasma.