Poetry inspired by the perfume Pacific Rock Moss by Goldfield & Banks.
Your hug is like resting down on the grass.
Mixed with sun – citrus – a forever last.
To wake in the morning, here next to you.
So soft and simple – to be in this dream.
Under blankets of musk from your perfume.
And waiting for a plane – waiting to leave.
A wish you’d be mine to hold – forever.
Desires that circle around my mind.
I’ll keep your scent on my skin – wherever –
Take me to this special place – any time.
I wonder when – wonder can l see you?
Or just your memory to return to?
More about the perfume by Goldfield and Banks, Pacific Rock Moss. More of my latest poetry, Intense Cafe. Poetry © TheFragranceWriter.com. Photo by Anni Roenkae on Pexels.com.
Sigh. Such a piece of poetic delight this was.
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I can’t lie… I thought I really outdid myself here. . . a delight to write
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You definitely did. 😊
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Thanks Sona B-) Hope you’re having a great day!
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Yes. Hope you are having a good day too.
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I am B-)
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Ah ! You definitely certainly outdid, outshone yourself but then , all of your verses are simply divine. Great poetry, Jay Mango 🥭
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Lol thanks Yassy you are always so nice even though I am really just trying to catch up to your skills!
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You are very welcome, Jay.
My skills are nowhere as good as yours. You are too modest 😊
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🙂 love this
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Great – it helps me to write more!
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Love it! It has the lingering longing at departure.
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And you brought the scent alive!!!
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Gee Thanks. Well, the fragrance deserved it. It really is a nice one!
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From what I’ve read, the founder of Goldfield & Banks moved from Europe to Australia to turn “wherever” into “forever.” 😉 Does it smell more like grass than moss, then?
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Haha OK! I know NOTHING about the company!
Maybe it smells somewhere in between, but I don’t think I’ve specifically tried to smell moss, and my goal was to write this by what comes to mind… without looking at the notes…. so it just felt green to me B-)
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Your hug is like resting down on the grass.
Mixed with sun – citrus – a forever last.
How exquisite beautiful, these lines and then the poem thourghout.
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Thanks. Your comments mean a lot 😎
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You are very welcome ✨
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*throughout
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Great poem! This is my first visit to your blog and I’d never thought of writing a poem to go with a perfume. I’ve never smelled this particular perfume, but your poem makes me want to try it.
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Thanks! I’m glad you find something novel about it! 😎 this is a great and classic masculine scent that I’d recommend. I can only write well when the perfume can inspire me 😎
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