Jasmine
As time of day draws near
It becomes very clear
That you become your
Loveliest in cool of night.
When twilight disappears
And the silver moon
Begins her stealthy climb
The humid tropic eve coaxes
You to slowly bloom....
Then in that evening air I
Become quite aware of
Your heady sweet perfume.
In the pale moon light I
View skin that's snowy bright
Like the flowers milky white
In the evening as they bloom.
Your beauty radiates in the dark
As you stand there in elegance
And grace, I can see about
Your lovely face, it's time for
You to get some sleep.
You retire in sweet repose
As Jasmine's petit petals close.
When lovers say good-night
And darkness turns to light,
It will be for you, my love, I weep.
6-1-17
A sexy surreal - Poetry Contest
Sponsor Lewis Raynes
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