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Fragrance Poetry Inspired by Poison Girl from Dior.
It was half bitter orange,
Half sweet cherry.
This cup the waitress served me
Left me feeling kind of hairy.
I said, “Is the Amaretto?”
She said “No it’s sugar. . .Trust Me!”
It was super sweet and spicy
With a bite that killed me softly.
In a dark red glass,
With her lipstick on the rim,
This drink felt kind of dangerous
Like a rose from Brothers Grimm.
She said, “I’m the kind of girl
Your mother warned you about.”
I said “Stop! This cup is ‘Poison!’”
And I’m already out!
Fragrance Poetry inspired by Dia Man from Amouage.
The first moment of the day.
Fresh – Happy – Bright.
The window, slightly open, let’s in
the scent of Green, spicy plants
baking in the soft morning sun.
Those same yellow, mellow beams
stretch from their sleep
across my face.
Next to the bed, a jar of white flowers.
Gently wafting my eyes to close again.
Next to me, my lover still lies.
Precious. . .peaceful.
I try not to disturb.
Today, I woke up in paradise.
I try not to think too much –
I don’t want to ruin this moment
with the cares of to come.
Perfect moments don’t last.
And with day comes night.
But I hold on to moments
As long as I can.