Drinking her beauty

The fragrance of her body
Thousands of jasmine
And ripe fruits of summer orchards
Hit his senses like wine- intoxicating
She stood there like a statue
Alone, bathed in golden sun light
Of summer dusk
The river breeze rose
Gently blew to kiss her cheeks
He stood there watching
Drinking her beauty with his senses.

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6 comments

      1. I liked all of it very much, but those lines put such a beautiful picture in my mind that I had to tell you.

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