blog – the Fragrance Writer

Seaweeds

On a beach, at the sea, this is a happy place
Within reach,
bergamot tea
Occasionally I taste
Wishing my anxieties
to cease.
Josyift, 2023

Pacific Moss

Hugs on the grass forever last,
Like green stains on the soul.
Pacific Moss, forever lost,
The last scent love will know.
Josyift 2023

Midnight Rain

My soul’s awakened by the rain, Whose songs crescendo through. <I needed this; I needed change…> Her last drops leave me new.
TheFragranceWriter, 2023

Salvation

I used to love you more than life itself,
A time so long ago that I forgot.
Today I’m just a miserable self.
But then again, I haven’t yet forgot.

I am not like the other people here,
But solitude has been my greatest gift.
I journeyed by myself and found you near;
You gave this lonely hitchhiker a lift.

I used to always rush to what is new,
But there’s been nothing new since I found you.
Found in you, through you, I was made anew.
And I’ve been made anew again, tonight.

Do you still love me more than life itself?
Do you still love me, Joe, the miserable self?
Josyift, 2023

Who is She?

I fall into a dream sometimes at night…
She’s soft, she’s sweet. And she’s vanilla deep.
But every time, she’s gone by morning light.
Like smoke, she fades and I drift back to sleep.
josyift 2022