Fragrance Poetry inspired by Dia Man from Amouage.
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The first moment of the day.
Fresh – Happy – Bright. The window, slightly open, let’s in the scent of Green, spicy plants baking in the soft morning sun. Those same yellow, mellow beams stretch from their sleep across my face. Next to the bed, a jar of white flowers. Gently wafting my eyes to close again. Next to me, my lover still lies. Precious. . .peaceful. I try not to disturb.
Today, I woke up in paradise.
I try not to think too much – I don’t want to ruin this moment with the cares of to come. Perfect moments don’t last. And with day comes night. But I hold on to moments like this As long as I can.
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When we were lonely, we met in the rain.
We only stood and stared at each other. We shared comfort in misery and pain. And in the raindrops, our tears found cover. . .
Our own silence was louder than the storm.
But we found heat in the palms of our hands. You became the jacket to keep me warm. Is this love? My anxiety expands.
But you only love me when you’re lonely.
You only call me when you are in pain. You no longer call me like you know me. I guess this is how it feels to “betray.”
Friend, there’s times and seasons for everything.
For both being away and to embrace. The monsoon season gave no covering. When it subsided we both felt out of place.
But every time I met your tear filled gaze.
My reflection was nowhere in hiding. My heart sank deep into a hopeless place. I prayed for our friendship never ending.
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Fragrance Poetry inspired by Cuir Gardenia from Aftelier.
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You’re a fauna among flowers.
Seldom to settle down. Both wondrous and wild. Making men mad and madly in love.
At times, I plunge into your petals.
Soft, satin and smooth. You’re a Garden of Gardenia. And I’m inebriated in nectar.
But your dichotomy is dramatic.
You’re not frail and feeble foliage. Pull your Petals and you will Prick. Even, arguably, animalic.
To end, your allure is honored.
Your charm, cherished. Your delicacies are delightful. And your ferociousness, feared.
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