Jasmine

Ode to a flower

 

Jasmine,
Jasmine,
In your
Fragrance-
I drown..
I drown
My sense.
Jasmine,
Jasmine,
Shall I
Pluck you?
Will you
Be then,
Mine?
Scent, heart
And flower-
Aladdin
Will be
Your poet
Always..
In our
Self made
Bower!

Then,
Flower,
River
And wine-
Poetry,
Lovesongs,
Sophocles

All mine!