Safanad (Parfums de Marly) | Fragrance Poetry

Fragrance Poetry Inspired by Safanad from Parfums de Marly.

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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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Nisean (Parfums de Marly) | Perfume Poetry

Poetry inspired by the perfume Nisean from Parfums de Marly.

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Trees are an amalgam
Of green and brown.
Green illustrates growth;
And hardened strength by the brown.

Cut a tree in half, you have
a panorama of my life.
Cover the ends in shellac
And display my story.
Every era – a lifeline, to be exact.
Times that smelled sweet
But soon tasted bitter after that.

Old war horses like me,
We were legends in our own timesLike Niseans.
We came in like lions
But now. . . go out like lambs.
On our way to extinction.

But, on our way back to dust,
we only hope and pray
For new trees to take root
On the ground we’ve lain.

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Kalan (Parfums de Marly) | Fragrance Poetry

Fragrance Poetry inspired by Kalan from Parfums de Marly.

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You see every one of my merits
As things to be wanted,
Like imported spices,
Zests, like precious woods
Spritzed with exotic peppers.

And yes, I have the fire,
The passion,
The confidence
To make you happy;
To play your game
– and win.

But, in reality
I’m more like a blood orange:
When you cut me
I still bleed red
from this heart of gold

So please,
Lend me your affection
Before this heart of gold
hardens to amber.

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