Short Parfum Poems

Toi, flamme 
Des vins exotiques
Magique des terres divines
Parfum du sang et seule pour mon coeur...

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Revitalizing
Vanilla chai tea parfum,
Soothing aroma
Surrounding me in the steam,
Washed away sensually....

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Dark night coalesced
Beloved idyllic kiss
Evanescent sky
Encompass loving ether
Scintilla of wood parfum









5-12-2016...

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With a single drop 
The exotique parfum
Exhales a fragrance
That propitiates the birth
Of an unexpected love













3-11-2016...

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I have just a minute as I finish my hair
spray the parfum, walk through scent left in air
I look in the mirror, will he like what he sees
and I turn my back, as the reflection winks...

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Odeur fluviale écarlate
Chargée d’un parfum providentiel
S’élevant brûlante l’offrande généreuse
Tueur adonis abusant la saveur
Remontrance positive
Espoir concret secret
Chemin jaune briqueté
Oserais-je m’y avancer?
Virtuel ou vérité
La route s’ouvre géante
Changée...

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colours' festival
       ~ wakes up imagination~
    by different smells

     the orchids parfum
        ~wild scent attraction for sense~
                          glamour to be seen

               rich food for many
  ~flying seeds taken somewhere~
               for a new onset...

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Welcome to the day, 
a boring drag of thought.
Longing for breath, 
as the brilliant Balius battles- 
the remaining refugees, of the mind. 

Welcome to the night, 
the manor opens, the garden-
a parfum arises, the sepulcher looms 
begging to be joined. 
The grave of heroes 
the sepulcher engraved- 

Imagination....

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Please dead head those rose buds
and cut down on the verdant weeds
Turn 20 again
let your opinions still count
stop being a shrinking violet
you have wisdom to share

All our times loitered away
Some see temps secret path
I'd rather give you Channel 5 parfum
Then we will see all the nice things
As we value our overgrown garden again...

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Õ! Mon desert ! Mon trésor
 La source de ma joie toi le Maroc
 La rose qui répand l'audeur 
et le parfum des fidèles
 Quand je mets mon pied sur le sol Je ressens que mon corps s'élève au dessus di ciel  
Il s'envole, ses ailes déployés, sur cette terre considérable
 Mon âme qui est autrefois semble Peureuse vulnérable
 Devient comme un aigle imposant sans chagrin...

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Vous êtes le parfum de mon âme . . .

A vintage red flowing slowly past my moist lips
sipped in anticipation 
a flower beaming her brilliant white  resting
across my chest
a painted moon lain over your bare shoulder
cascading a heavenly hue
a twinkle speaking to a soul
in words never told
and this night you're existence
I'll forever hold
inside my craving heart

Aime-moi ce soir et toujours...

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