Jasmine
written by: McChen A.D. Kanneo
In quiet grace, she glides, a wisp of smoke in motion,
Her slender form a study of elegant devotion.
Not just in curves, her beauty found,
But in her bearing, confidence unbound.
Eyes like liquid silver, deep and alluring,
Hold secrets and stories, endlessly enduring.
Every movement, a dance refined,
As if she were the breeze, gentle and kind.
She embodies allure, understated and true,
Leaving impressions, like morning dew.
Jasmine, the flower, a symbol of love,
Her mind, too, blooms, gentle as a dove.