The sun dips below the horizon, painting the Capri sky in fiery hues. A whisper of sea salt and bergamot, the familiar heart of Aqua di Gio, now deepened, intensified – Porto di Capri. It clings to skin like a lover's touch, a warm, aquatic embrace. The subtle jasmine and cedarwood unfurl, a secret language spoken between skin and senses. A hand brushes against your arm, lingering. The scent, a magnetic current, draws them closer, leaving a trail of desire in its wake. The air hums with unspoken promises, the unspoken longing amplified by the intoxicating fragrance. It's not just a perfume; it's an invitation.
