humor, myths, friendship, mysteries, secrets, tales, fantasies, creative writing
constantly fleeting scents
of flirting jasmine richly mild and wild
blow through my songs
leaving with me
an essence of beauty
and memories of you in my garden of charm
Stunningly put ! ^.^
thank you so so very much. i wrote this last jasmine season (i live in the subtropics). the jasmine is in full power now again making my garden into this sanctuary of ephemeral memories. love makes poets out of us – no?
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