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Parfum Prive (Aftelier) | Perfume Poetry

Poetry inspired by the perfume “Parfum Prive” from Aftelier.

Eve offered an apple, but you, an orange.
It was soft, round but blue as the ocean.
It made me melancholy; I was torn.
But you carried me like square stepping stones.

And yet, it’s your “realness” that empowers
As a spiced life leaves me reminiscing.
You assuaged like a sea of white flowers
And there I relaxed. . .it was beautiful. . .

Oud Luban (Aftelier) | Perfume Poetry

Poetry Inspired by the Perfume Oud Luban from Aftelier.

I combed the earth
To find a cure for my wounds
[I am the broken hearted-man].
I roamed past
The lign aloes [planted by God],
And the giant cedars
Reaching to heaven.
Nothing could ease my pain;
Neither khus oil,
Nor the fruit of the goodly tree
Could return my joy.
I prayed for a sign. . .
. . .for a miracle. . .
But I came to the Boswella tree
and swung my axe in faith,
As incense swings through the air
[while smoke ascends like a prayer].
And where blade met bark,
From there’s came the healing milk,
And so the mending
Of a broken heart.

Not Sure I Like This One | Perfume Poetry

Poetry Inspired by Perfume.

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Do you know that
You’re my honey blossom?
Do you know that
You make it so awesome?

When we’re near
I start to catch your
Sweet, sweet honey, hunny
And the soft, soft blooming
Of you sweet, sweet love for me.

Your loves an ocean
And I’m swimming in it.
All I feel is
Joy when I’m with you.

So warm and fuzzy
I hope our love is circular.
You bring me bright vibes hunny.

If I could pluck you away
From everyone else,
And keep you for myself, I would.

And baby, there is no twist to this.