Long Parfum Poems

O' poets switch off all senses but one
as you enter this arena of aroma
as I nose out the world's perfumes
to boost thy nasal stamina.

A dainty phial of perfume is indeed
a perfect and preferred present
It's the...

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Gordon entered his apartment and gasped.
How could he have left the place in such a disarray?
He phoned Rosie the head of the handmaids.
Gordon was never rude but he complained.
Seemed the was a widespread fever infection.
However,...

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Starbright

As I gaze into indigo skies,
Stars are brighter tonight,
Twinkling in the darkness 
Of a new moon.
Orion's belt enchants 
My impassioned heart
As my thoughts of you soar
In a dimension devoid 
Of Time's constraints.
Let me feel the...

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THAT WHICH PROVOKES OUR INNERMOST
     lèvres pouty luxuriante et les hanches 
CRAVING---THAT WHICH SENDS US INTO A
     qui demandent une attention,
FRENZY---THAT WHICH WE CANNOT REALLY
  ...

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Sur les mêmes toiles, peindre les sentiments de souvenir.
Sous d'autres cieux, semer les espoirs d'avenir.
Quels que soient les environs, quel que soit le chemin,
On te voit toujours tendant sans discrimination la main,
Aux élèves dans l'aisance...

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All the way from my sitting room
I can hear my calico talking on Zoom,
Seems she’s looking for someone to exhume
Remains of a ratty old, worn-out broom.
I buried it because it smelled like a tomb,
Not realizing...

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Part I

I am dazzling in this dress;
But I am no damsel in distress.
Pink-blushed cheeks will convince, 
Assure you of my innocence. 
Soft flowing tresses curled with care—
Magnets to metal; your fingers, my hair. 
Lips stained...

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u r a queen

your walk

so elegant

so poised

your legs

like marble pillars

u r a queen

your smile

crafted beautifully

u r a queen

your hips

shaped like

the finest apple

in the orchard

u r a queen

your bosom

bloom like the lillies

on the sharon plain

u r...

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Soon
the moon is black,
she is in mourning of the evening

Over the garden’s stones
Shadows are getting longer
from tomorrow

The confusion of the sky
The seedling of comets
The pulse of the planets

Will do nothing with the future
Just the scent...

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I am the queen of the garden
The most beautiful one
The most good parfum one
The one that people admired
And even fall in love with
No wonder who I am?

I am the priority of love
Especially on Valentine's day
You'll...

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N'ayant plus son corps galbé dans mes bras,
Je ne peux plus trouver rien de chaud.
Le ciel m'apparaît constamment bien bas,
Qu'il fasse de l'orage ou qu'il fasse beau.

Tous les jours je cherche ses pas,
En pensée, par...

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As the voluptuous water flows over Niagara Falls
My love for you pours from my heart
When your dam diverts my love I could bawl
Trapped love that you could receive from the start

"All my hugs and all...

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Welcome home 
And comfort me 
Today 
Dear Rosanme 
Come and join me 
Love dose  
After prayers of prophets at home
No one will separate you and me 
from Monday

You will turn my house rose
Strong parfum to...

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Ooh, how he loved
sliding his hands
over the long silkiness,
the youthful curves
of his new wife,
over the negligee
before it rode up…
anticipation like driving a new car -
not comparable,
I know,
and at odds,
depending on
whether you are for the wife
or...

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Tell you this again,
When you see
A shooting star,
Someone loves you,

Someone tells you
“Eat chocolates”
Offer jewelry,
Think of me, then,

Pineapple flavors,
Mango flavors,
On a distant island
There is happiness,

Tell you this again
When you see
A shooting star,
There’s someone who loves you.




Dites-vous...

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Fallen petals from a funeral wreath, 
freshly dug-earth, 
and a hint of rot… 
linger in the graveyard air
and mingle with the living scents
of the spring breeze—
of lilac and honeysuckle,
and the more elusive smell 
of memories...

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Please, Sir, leave the lights on and lock the door. Go as if you would come back 
because I don´t want to be sure that´s forever. Forget a pair of jeans in the closet 
and...

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I wear my heart on paper
Ink fills my veins like blood
reviews cut like a razor
but I’m addicted to the pen.

I pump words with every heartbeat
I hoard paragraphs in my room
I take interjections like a junkie
I...

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peu à peu comme une rose 
quand vient l’automne
je t’ai vu faner
devant moi tout lentement

je n’aurais pas cru
voir éclore entre nous un amour si serein
garni d’un parfum plus divin

tu m’as offert l’intimité comme un trésor
que...

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