Ice Queen | Winter Spell Oil |

 Ice Queen

Dreamwork | Insight | Grounding |  Sleep

Ice Queen will tickle your nose;
She’s Winter’s Frost dancing on a chilled rose.

The Witch’s Cupboard
She’s the Queen of Ice,
Everything naughty & nice.
Peppermint frost drips from her gown,
Cinnamon sticks make up her twisted crown.
A breeze of blackened chamomile swirls off her skin,
She’ll kiss you in spearmint with a grin.

Rosemary hangs from the air,
Pieces of catnip hide in her hair.
She dusts the floor with fluorite chips,
Rainbow moonstone follows in for a dip.

1/2 ounce