Addictive Vibrations (Initio) | Perfume Poetry

Poetry Inspired by the Perfume Addictive Vibrations from Initio.

Don’t blame it on the incense sticks
When I lost you in a square courtyard of trees –
It was just a dream,

Where trees had every little white flower,
And pink ones too.
Each one was just as delicate as you
[Just as pretty and fragrant].

Every night I have this dream.
But don’t blame it on the incense sticks
That ember my passions.
I’m just high on good vibrations –
Vibrations of love in the heart.

I’m addicted to this feeling
That I only get when dreaming of you.
So, my love, when will we meet
In real life?

P.S. The name is this fragrance can’t help but remind me on the Beach Boys B).

Click Here to learn more about the perfume Addictive Vibrations from Initio. © Read Vanilla Smoke from Aftelier. TheFragranceWriter.com 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.

Secret Garden (Aftelier) | Perfume Poetry

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].

Click Here to learn more about the perfume Secret Garden from Aftelier. Read about Tiffany Intense. © TheFragranceWriter.com 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.

Tiffany Intense | Fragrance Poetry

Poetry Inspired by the Fragrance Tiffany Intense

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Plum-drops and sweet pears
Tumbling in my mind
When I’m thinking of you
(I’m always thinking of you).

Intensely
You come to my mind
Randomly,
Yet always there. . .

Intensely
(Far too Intensely),
Evoking me
Like a long lost, blue holiday
That keeps tugging me.

Blonde hair, iris eyes.
A white cashmere sweater.
I can see you still.

So elegant.
So sensual.
So incessant.
And never mine.

Click here to learn more about the fragrance Tiffany Intense. Read Magnetic Blend from Initio. © TheFragranceWriter.com 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.