Poetry Inspired by the Perfume Secret Garden from Aftelier.
I lived a secret garden, Where I could feel liberally. My heart was soft and sweet – Well rounded and strongly. My soul was in full bloom Like a jasmine vine Decorated in an array Of small, delicate flowers.
I was not unlike The beasts of the earth, Who feel purely, innocently Covered from judgement. In my mind and emotions, My soul was strong, well rooted And fragrant-like, Like the Rosewoods of Brazil.
But the seasons changed. Feelings and thoughts Strange to me Immersed my bewildered mind – Muddled me – Restless & uncertain. They left me trying to manage – to dictate – my delicate senses.
But feelings are a garden.
[And all gardens need tending. Feelings grow as they may, But nourish them With good water – Good sun – Good soil – And pray their fruit grows sweetly].
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.