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...