Parfum Poem by minette irsay

Chemisty and Alchemy
White Shoulders above and Musk below

Careful application
In just the right spots
With solitary drops
To call him close

Her presence felt
In her absence
The lingering promise
Of nights remembered

And to come

The gentle curve of each breast
Marks the dividing line
Between Man
And Nature

No chemist's folly to taint
The Siren call of nature

The world can know
Her signiture

But only he
Will taste the scribe