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That smell
Black and Elegant in his tuxedo,
I looked at him with eyes in love.
It smelled like a dark night,
It was so mysterious,
Full of secrets, when I first smelled it.
The room was invaded by the freshness
of bergamot with a few citrus notes,
That’s what they told me.
He made everyone’s head spin.
I could feel it on my skin,
On my hair,
I could almost see it.
The closer I got,
The more I felt
The love and the excitement.
People say perfume is part of our soul,
They say it’s like magic,
Magic that captures the essence of life.
They also say that a good smell stimulates people’s imagination.
Ever since you left, all I do is look at that picture on my nightstand.
I remember that night,
I can see you in front of me,
You’re standing there spraying your damn perfume that drives me crazy.
Sauvage by Dior,
Grandma gave it to you last Christmas.
I haven’t seen you in two months,
But I can smell your perfume in the room.
I close my eyes and feel you beside me,
I can hug you now,
getting invaded by that smell I never get tired of.
That smell, that freaking smell.
Black and Elegant in his tuxedo,
I look at him with eyes in love.
He smells like a dark night,
But now he is here next to me.

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Poetry teaches us to see old things in new ways so what I tried to do with this piece is making the reader view a perfume with different eyes. I tried to melt the perfume of the person with the image of the person himself by describing the feelings that the perfume was giving me and by using a flashback to give a better understanding of which moment I was living again through my imagination and the emotions given by the object. I studied different literature in high school and I’ve always been fascinated by poetry but I never thought I’d write a poem in my life. I believe this work encompasses a bit of myself and my passion for writing. I tried to take inspiration from English, Italian, French and Spanish authors to create my own way of writing which I think is mostly based on the transmission of emotions and mystery. As I said before I like to put some suspense in everything I write and I like that the reader is free to interpret my works freely.