The fragrance of Jasmine
is sweet in the air.
And we shall be friends
this magic night and I.
Air as tender as
The perfumed dampness
of a lovers hair.
We shall mingle as one
this night and my soul.
If the nectar of heaven
filled my cup to the brim.
and I drank down
its heady brew quickly
becoming intoxicated
by its glorious flow.
. I would still remain transfixed.
Standing in my purest clarity
by the doorway.
Drowning in the falling blossoms
of this moonglow
Wth The wild clematis
tangled in its mystic light.
Drenched to the heart in the
sweetness of the evening hours.