Amber Tapestry (Aftelier) | Fragrance Poetry

Fragrance poetry inspired by Amber Tapestry from Aftelier.

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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.

Click Here to learn more about Amber Tapestry from Aftelier. Read Falkar from Bulgari. © TheFragranceWriter.com 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.

Fig (Aftelier) | Fragrance Poetry

Fragrance Poetry inspired by Fig from Aftlier.

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I awoke by the fig tree to an unlocked sky,
Like an azure break between tall green firs.
Everything was beautiful and fresh.
An autumn breeze glided across me,
Carrying with it all the sharp scents of the forest.

And you were there, too, my first partner.
You gave me a fig and together we consumed
This small purple fruit, like a heart in our mouths;
Like our own hearts that we so foolishly devoured.
We took its leaves, and covered our nakedness.
And we laid back asleep.

I opened my eyes to a cool night.
As all our nights had been lately.
The garden of our love has long since ceased.
You gave me a fig and together we grazed.

I asked, “Where did you find figs
in this winter of our lives?”
You said, “By faith, my love. . .
By faith, the wild fruit can still grow.”
And under the fig tree, we found our hope.

Click Here to learn more about Fig from Aftelier. Read about Journey Man from Amouage. © TheFragranceWriter.com 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.

Cepes and Tuberose (Aftelier) | Fragrance Poetry

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There were cepes on our plate.
à “La Ville Lumiere” – we ate.
They’ve told the tale:
No peers prevail
from hearts you confiscate.

You dripped with tuberose
and bitter orange and rose.
Away I went,
Seduced by scent
Like magic to my nose.

We ventured to the wood
as Hansel and Gretel would.
But cocoa castles,
harms and hassles!
And I’m Red Riding Hood.

There was magic in the shroom.
I was lost in porcini doom.
After I ate
I Hallucinate.
Be careful what you consume.

There were cepes on our plate.
You bewitched me on that date.
They’ve told the tale:
No peers prevail!
My heart, you did confiscate.

Click Here to learn more about Cepes and Tuberose from Aftelier. Read Pink Sugar from Aquolina. © TheFragranceWriter.com 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.