Jasmine

the flower you smell of.

You returned.
But, you will never know
Of my pain,
And those endless nights
Of wait.

My long days
Which smelled of
Your jasmine perfume.

And my dark nights,
Dancing stars,
Which made me feel
Alone.

You will never know
Of my pain,
And you will
Repent.

But come lay
In my arms, right now,
And whisper to me,
That you are
Here.