The bowl of apricots was calling like Sirens with the power of charming all who heard them.
Impelled I cast myself into the sea of my desire... and there I was, eating ripe Apricots with half shut eyes...
pouring libation to Mercury... lost in a dreamy half asleep state.From the bowl of ripe Apricots came notes of music
so ravishing and attractive that I couldn't resist.
I ate them all.I found myself surrounded by Apricot pits and wondrous visions swelling inside me.