This
jasmine in your hair,
Smells
better than the whole garden,
I
never thought a facile fragrance
Of
a flower, my heart will gladden,
This
is the night for our souls to meet,
Lo!
The moon and the stars greet,
With
the Lord's Blessing, we begin
A
life of love, pure, true, neat,
Beautiful,
simply, like you my love,
Blossoming
under the morning rain,
With
you, this life shall be a jasmine,
My
jocular heart asks, 'What is pain?'
From my Poems: HERO
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