Fragrance Poetry Inspired by the Fragrance Primas from Navitus.
Yes, I’m one of those guys that “loved and lost.” Ended up in a bad breakup (on my end). I decided it was time for a new adventure. So I hopped on a flight down to Brazil.
I signed up for a little hiking tour. At first, I was enamored by the intense, spicy scents of the exotic plants and trees. You know me, “The Fragrance Writer:” I loved the smells of the rosewoods and amber-like woods. Until I was caught off guard by a beautiful woman wearing jasmine. I turned and looked – there you were.
You were the interpreter on our tour. Or maybe you were just sent here to help me reinterpret my journey of lost love. Either way, I knew I wasn’t much to look at. I was hoping my favorite vetiver-patchouli cologne would do the trick to win you over as we chatted. Or maybe it was just my humor. . . Definitely not my poetic skills ;-).
But you had the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. They were so distinct – green, like a mango. They stole the show. And when I looked into those mango-green eyes. . . I knew. . . I was ready for new love. . .one that proved to be long-lasting.
Fragrance poetry inspired by Amber Tapestry from Aftelier.
I wanted to find a bouquet to symbolize our old-fashioned love. So I brought you blue heliotrope. But you said you love Jasmine. Yes, you are soft and smooth like those petit, white flowers. . . Maybe slightly sweetened by an orange. But I’m a wild. . .animalistic. . .
Or perhaps I’m just tossed. . . like a grey stone of the ocean. And your waves have crashed me. Immersed me in your high-tide.
I’m embosomed. and your warm amber is my tapestry.