Jasmine Tears

I sigh as these blood red lips glide upon her bosom

with cherry-picked flowers covering the twinkle in her eyes.

Sweet, saccharine, the musty aura pervades

and lets jasmine tears flow unto the mind. 

Let me wash myself, of innocence unto sin

where sweet nectar is the only repentance.

Worry not for the troubles of tomorrow

for the sun eternal shine. 

A kiss today, 

and forever I am thine.