Erotic PoetryJasmineJasmine,
Smelling sweet on a morning draught,
Air passing over my bare legs.
Jasmine,
Honey on on my nose as she moves,
A taste on my bare lips.
Jasmine,
Perfect in memory when you go,
Petals dropping on my empty hand.
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