For him. For her.
There are perfumes that share a scent of return. Of a house full of stifled laughter, of photographs, a blur of voices that one thought lost, but which had never left the place. Sankofa is that piece of the heart that one finds again without thinking about it.
Turkish rose unfolds like shimmering silk, entwined with the juicy sweetness of lychee and pear. Amber and vanilla weave a caressing warmth, while incense and wood lift the trail into a mysterious and timeless elegance. 
It is a scent that embraces, that speaks of return without nostalgia, of memory, memories intact under the dust of time.
 Sankofa does not pass. He remains.
 An unforgettable presence.