Amber Tapestry (Aftelier) | Fragrance Poetry

Fragrance poetry inspired by Amber Tapestry from Aftelier.

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I wanted to find a bouquet
to symbolize our old-fashioned love.
So I brought you blue heliotrope.
But you said you love Jasmine.
Yes, you are soft and smooth
like those petit, white flowers. . .
Maybe slightly sweetened
by an orange.
But I’m a wild. . .animalistic. . .

Or perhaps I’m just tossed. . .
like a grey stone of the ocean.
And your waves have crashed me.
Immersed me
in your high-tide.

I’m embosomed.
and your warm amber
is my tapestry.

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Falkar (Bulgari) | Fragrance Poetry

Fragrance Poetry inspired by Falkar from Bulgari.

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I want to be free like. . .

Like the high falcon,
floating over the dark woods
to the azure sky.

Like Cheyenne riding
off into the last sunset
on eternal plains.

Like a Bedouin,
carrying my pride of spice
across seas of sand.

Like the last James Dean,
“A Rebel Without a Cause.”
. . .And a leather jacket.

Click Here to learn more about Falkar from Bulgari. Read Interlude Man from Amouage. © TheFragranceWriter.com 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.

Interlude Man (Amouage) | Fragrance Poetry

Fragrance poetry inspired by Interlude Man from Amouage.

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I love smelling clean out of the shower
and tossing on my comfy, blue sweater.
Then, I feel cradled by the familiar.

Combining with my fresh and soapy skin,
I’m consumed by a scent that “takes me back.”
It stays on me like golden amber sap.
Shutting my eyes, aroma takes me there:
To a warm, cozy time with family.

The smell of thick incense all over me
from the church service before our dinner,
blended with all the flavors of the food:
Black pepper. . . oregano cutting through,
The sweet cinnamon that spiced the dessert.
And when we hugged, it rubbed off your cologne.

Yes. . .it’s all there. . . though today I’m alone. . .

Read Oud for Greatness from Initio. Click Here to learn more about Interlude Man from Amouage. © TheFragranceWriter.com 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.