The smell of the jasmines
Seemed like a sigh
Wandering in the middle of the night:
So white, so warm, untouchable as longing.
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from www.trilogyofthemirrors.com
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I would like to translate this poem
Raquel Angel Nagler this poem is the flower of jasmine itself. It is wonderfully titled, written with the souls pen, and I assure you thoroughly devoured, I am still hungry, rather more, I am totally envious, red, green, magenta, pink, you name the color.