Aqua Divina (Bulgari) | Fragrance Poetry

Fragrance Poetry inspired by Aqua Divina from Bulgari.

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An Aqua Divina swept me away. . .
She was soft, salty with a splash of spice.
I’m not sure sure how I fell for her this way,
The one just sharp enough to still be nice.

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She’s soft.
Soft but salty
Like the unexpected mouth full of sea water
While swimming at the beach.
She’s pungent,
Like the fruit on the counter
That’s so ripe, its scent fills the house.
She has a ginger-like snap:
You’re not sure if she’s being spicy or not.
And she’s just a touch of white florals,
Like a girl who just wants to act
Just A “bit” like a lady
(but not too much).
Yes, Her sweetness is there,
It just takes a minute to shine through.

I don’t know how I fell for her,
But she’s swept me off-to-sea and back
Like an aqua divina.
And I now lay stranded,
Left to basque in her sun
(Or to dry-out and wither?).

. . .I’m not sure,
But such is love. . .

Unfortunately, this Aqua Divina from Bulgari is now discontinued, so you may never have a chance to experience it except through my poetry. Read Poison Girl by Dior. © TheFragranceWriter.com, 2021, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.

Poison Girl by Dior is Perfume Poetry.

She mixed bitter orange and half sweet cherry,
Said she’s the girl my mom warned me about.
It’s Amaretto? No, sugar, trust me…
Tastes like Poison but I’m already out.

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Fragrance Poetry Inspired by Poison Girl from Dior.

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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!

Click Here for more about Poison Girl. Read Dia Man by Amouage. © TheFragranceWriter.com, 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.