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!

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Dia Man by Amouage is Perfume Poetry.

Fragrance Poetry inspired by Dia Man from Amouage.

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I woke up in paradise
Bright and green
A vase of your peonies
By my bed
Perfect moments
Beyond what can be seen
I’m waiting here
For as long as I can

Click Here to learn more about Amouage Dia Man. Read Cuir Gardenia by Aftelier. Photo by Safwan Mahmud on Unsplash. © TheFragranceWriter.com, 2020, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.

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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
like this
As long as I can.

Aoud Vanille by Mancera Paris is Perfume Poetry.

Poetry inspired by the fragrance Aoud Vanille from Mancera.

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A thick love I can’t shake, like molasses.
And you’re sharp and smokey, I’m curious.
I find all these opposites attractive.
For them I’m a sucker… delirious.

Click here to learn more about the fragrance from Mancera, Aoud Vanille. Click here to read more of my latest poetry, Luxury. Photo by Anni Roenkae on Pexels.com. Follow me on Instagram @TheFragranceWriter. © TheFragranceWriter.com, 2021, except where noted otherwise. All rights reserved.