Jasmine Tease
Between plowing through the day's mania
and ingesting mouthfuls of splendor;
you Lady Monarch, an avid adventurer,
on a brief sojourn tempt with your
phenomenal beauty and finesse in motion.
You fondle only a few of its white
ambrosial blooms while waltzing
with the mellow wind, which laved
the air and spirit with only
a slight scent of jasmine.
Your poise and allure,
earnestly begs me; your spectator,
to the leisurely, winsome movement
in gentle rhythms; pushing back my pointless
irritations in order to furnish untroubled reflections.
Yet never enough time--
now you must depart,
but I am sharply fixed upon your
physical grace as you take off;
I'm wonderfully touched...
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