With the seduction settings turned to maximum, Wyldest return to swooning ways with the amorphously flighty ‘the poet’ through the hand in jive imprint. A cornucopia of Cocteau-ian crushes cocooned in dissolving crystal tipped opines upon which a fleet footed mosaic of chill tipped shimmering balletic pouts caress and arrest to a luxuriant melodic murmuring pressed upon Balearic sun sets and the dimpling of Oriental sighs and ghost light choral kisses,  which ultimately collude to cross weave and join the dots between Fever Ray, Grimes and Warpaint. https://soundcloud.com/wyldest/the-poet   


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