I fell into your rose garden.
The green-limb snakes wrapped around my arms
with their thorny fangs digging deep
No, I couldn’t break free.
Red drops like petals dripped.
You concealed yourself under the incense cloud
and made your bed in my turmoil.
I love you.
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Fragrance Poetry Inspired by Safanad from Parfums de Marly.
On the beaches of white sand,
Your light embrace felt so pure.
You were where my love began,
Your tender arms around me. . .
Your lips, warm like cinnamon,
and orange blossoms in your hair. . .
I was always sweet but soft.
You bit my heart like a pear.
Our love reached up to heaven
climbing ylang-ylang vines.
Like golden blooms in the sun.
But all blossoms fade in time.
I came back home to our beach
To fall in your arms – I hoped.
But the gentle tides came in
And washed away dreams like soap
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Fragrance Poetry Inspired by Vanilla Smoke from Aftelier.
I fell into a girl named Vanilla
As I tripped into a dream late last night.
She was pink, petite and perfectly sweet.
Down-to-earth with a delicate, soft light.
Have you lolled, half-awoken, in your bed
Smelling cookies baking in the morning?
An aroma gentley flirting with you,
With such anticipated desiring. . .
This is how Vanilla stirs me from sleep:
Like a silky incense raising a prayer:
If this girl that I dreamed of could be mine.
But when I open my eyes, she’s not there.
Girls like Vanilla, they never last long.
Once you want her more, she’s already gone.
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