Navus (Navitus) | Fragrance Poetry

Fragrance Poetry Inspired by Navus from Navitus.

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If I could, I would love you like you want
But I just need some time to readjust.
If I could, I’d soak my soul in this bath
Where soap and suds can wash away the dust.

You’re a delicate orange and citrus tree
The ylang-ylang vines wrap around you,
Gentle, pink rose bushes bloom from your roots.
I’m just vetiver living in your shade.

Opportunity won’t last forever;
Love can pass by while I try to adjust.
So if my timid mind “loses the day,”
Don’t let my heart know the love that it lost.

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Dylan Blue Homme (Versace) | Fragrance Poetry

Fragrance Poetry Inspired by Dylan Blue Homme from Versace.

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Sweep me off my feet, baby.
Let your riptides pull me out
Far from these Greek beaches.
Life is too short not to love.

You always wanted ambergris.
I’m just your cheaper imitation.
So spit me out,
Bleach me in your golden citrus sun,
Cure me in your water’s salts,
And leave me stranded in the sands.

I’ll be that gray stone
Loved by another.
You’ll be that beautiful Medusa
Forever lost in blue seas.

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Wood Essence (Bulgari) | Fragrance Poetry

Fragrance poetry inspired by Wood Essence from Bulgari. . .

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I discover peace in creation from the essence of the woods. People can be perplexing but nature is simple. So I rest in my garden, over a spicy bed of coriander. My Cypress trees keep me safe, lined up like a thick green wall. And my cedars stretch to grant me shade.There’s also my lemon tree, who reaches out her gifts to me; her zesty yellow hearts.

But in the center, there’s my Storax – my companion. We both sit solitary – alone in the middle. Sometimes, I see the Storax cut and bleed. He sees my pains as well. And, although he never speaks, I know that he feels them.

The Storax taught me a lesson one day. The first time I saw him pierced, I watched him bleed. But, to my surprise, his sap wasn’t sour. No, it was sweet like Vanilla. I learned, too, that when I’m pierced, I can either bleed sweet or bitter. And it’s in those times that my true inner essence is discovered.

So, when you are pierced and bleed, will you choose to become more sour? Or do you want to be sweet, too, like my friend the Storax tree?

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