Psychedelic Love (Initio) | Fragrance Poetry

Poetry inspired by the fragrance Psychedelic Love from Initio.

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So why did I tread into your garden?
Encompassed by the pink heliotrope,
Yellow ylang-ylang and white jasmin –
Twisting together like a tye-dye shirt.

All my friends warned me not to flirt with you;
That those like you will play with my awareness.
That the cleverest poisons are hidden
With light touches of sugary sweetness.

But now I find myself overwhelmed by
By something so soft and pacifying
So why do I taste electricity
An effervescence on my tongue – fizzing.

Feeling so conscious of your love right now.
But something tells me it’s a delusion.

Click Here to learn more about Initio. Read Tubereuse Mystique. © TheFragranceWriter.com 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.

Tubereuse Mystique (Bulgari) | Perfume Poetry

Poetry Inspired by the Perfume Tubereuse Mystique from Bulgari.

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Shooting stars – Crashing.
So are your Eyes that are piercing.
Gentle strands of hair,
Wafting through the air
Like the milky way.
Creamy Skin,
Curved Lips
Make Your smile
Like A Bouquet of White
[Flowers],
Emitting These feelings –
Strong but permeable
Passable,
Sweet Sensations
Entering my Chest
Passing through my Heart,
And then leaving
me Star-Struck.

Click Here to learn more about the perfume Tuberuse Mystique from Bulgari. Read Aventus. © TheFragranceWriter.com 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.

Jubilation XXV (Amouage) | Fragrance Poetry

Fragrance poetry inspired by Jubilation XXV from Amouage.

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I’ve been caught by troubles
like a sheep in Rock Rose,
Cultivating my life in a land
Of blackberries and brown thorns.

One day, we glimpsed our Savior.
But, He was buried just as soon,
Anointed with myrrh and aloes.
Wrapped in a sobering white shroud.

This was to be the year of Jubilee,
When debts were forgiven – slaves set free.
He would soothe and sweeten my bitter life
Like oranges and honey.

But. . .our debts required a sacrifice – His sacrifice.
And as His righteousness rose to Heaven
Like the smoke of a Holy incense,
So, too, from the grave He would rise.

Click Here to learn more about Jubilation XXV from Amouage. Read Divine Attraction from Initio. © TheFragranceWriter.com, 2020 except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.