Akaster by Parfums de Marly is Perfume Poetry

Poetry inspired by the perfume Akaster by Perfumes de Marly.

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Inside these woods – deep, dark, dank and dirty.
I saw a rose – lost in antiquity.

I caught your scent adrift – floating in air.
A ‘something’ I can’t put my finger on.
I looked in my locked hand, but you’re not there.
Like wind through a forest, you’re there – then gone.

Then in a moment, suddenly you’re back
A, sweet praline – you’re my delicacy.
Treasure personified – mine to unpack.
A pretty kiss levitating towards me.

She whispered in winds of allegory,
“If you want my love, then come and find me.”

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Percival by Parfums de Marly is Fragrance Poetry.

Poetry inspired by the perfume Percival from Parfums de Marly.

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Are you just a tale Wrapped up in legend?
A knight riding in, saving the dying?
Or how a Phoenix doesn’t have an end,
But ascends translucent, form-defying?

Stop me from descending in endless deep.
Life has led me in dark, unchaperoned.
I count the days that my lonely soul weeps.
All before I noticed I was alone.

Then, all of the sudden, I breathed you in.
You struck my branches with your rays of sun.
You punched my mind to an awakening,
Like an orange tree waiting for fruit to come.

Still, I know the sun won’t shine every day.
When sunset arrives, I still call your name.

More about this perfume from Parfums de Marly, Percival. More of my latest poetry, Ashore. © TheFragranceWriter.com, 2021 except where noted otherwise. Photo by Dids on Pexels.com.

Darcy (Parfums de Marly) | Fragrance Poetry

Fragrance Poetry Inspired by Darcy from Parfums de Marly.

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She loved shots of citrus in club soda –
Better yet, a glass of pink lemonade.
Always a splash of patchouli perfume
Spritzed onto a signature black outfit.

And all these things, I’m hinted by these
To miss memories floating in the breeze.

She was sharp… spicy… but in a soft way.
Her hand in mine – always reassuring.
And she always had a taste for classics.
A simple, single-stem rose in a vase.

And all these things, you’re hinted by these.
I miss memories floating in the breeze.
And I turn back from my park bench to see
Is that your perfume I smell in the breeze?

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