Prologue: A Whisper in the Dark
In the quiet of twilight,
A whisper emerges,
Sweetness blooms softly,
Like apples kissed by autumn.
The First Note: Apple Dreams
An orchard awakes in silence,
Golden fruit, lush and inviting,
A breath of lavender’s embrace,
Jasmine hidden, gently lighting.
The Heart: Vanilla Warmth
Vanilla rises softly now,
Warm as whispered lullabies,
Bergamot’s subtle citrus glow,
Under darkened evening skies.
Comfort floods through quiet rooms,
Spices stir in calm delight,
Mandarin sweetness softly blooms,
A gentle warmth throughout the night.
The Soul: Woods and Spice
Cardamom softly calling,
Pepper sparking quiet fires,
Sandalwood’s embrace enthralling,
Guaiac wood, the deep desires.
Geranium whispers softly,
A hint of floral mint serene,
Smooth as velvet evenings softly,
As moonlit paths remain unseen.
A Moment in Time
This fragrance weaves nostalgia deep,
A memory sewn in sweet accords,
Comfort in the heart to keep,
In scented tales without words.
Imagine autumn, quiet, warm,
Leaves rustle in secret sighs,
Sweet desserts in subtle form,
Under stars and velvet skies.
Fragrance as Poetry
Haramain Detour Noir is poetry worn,
A scent that whispers stories untold,
An invisible cloak gently adorned,
In warmth, in sweetness, in whispers of gold.
Each spray, a verse, each note a rhyme,
Inviting you gently, come closer again,
To memories sweet, suspended in time,
Fragrance as poetry, timeless and plain.
Epilogue: The Last Whisper
Detour Noir, a fragrance journey complete,
Yet lingering softly, like echoes of song,
Inviting again, sweet, spicy, discreet,
A fragrance of poetry, to which you belong.
