"jasmine, Open Your Wings !"
"jasmine, open your wings !"
unveil your pretty leaves my love
put your childhood to rest
your wings lay off the finest dove
and a crown of the prettiest dress,
with a cowl of golden lace i see
your feathers dripping so free.
such fine pristine garden howls
flying into chains of glass
and with your perfect golden cowl
lacèd, with the finest brass.
moonwater swirling in your hair
rosèd twine of which i could stare
music of love- to the morning play on
so until the sun rises,
i can still hear your song.
awaken in water of pure and fair
dreams of finely pruned fellows
god created, of the smallest affair
until the morning comes
to spoil the night
let us drink to the music
to your heavenly sight.
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