Wednesday, July 25, 2012

♫...Summer nights beauty took my breath away...♫

Jasmine and honeysuckle...
growing wild, and permeating the humid southern night
with it's sultry call.
If I was a scent...
...this would be it.
Heady.
Ardent.
Sweet.
Sensual.
A wild thing...untameable.
I'll never be a rose...
with it's perfect, prunable parts...
it's sickly sweet scent that everyone seems to swoon over.
You'll never make me into a centerpiece for your table,
a bit of color to impress your friends.
I grow too wild...
...moving and crawling and climbing in any direction I choose.
You see a weed...
...instead of a natural amalgamation of delight.

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