Jasmine

I still can smell you, my Jasmine!
Thunder storm passed through yesterday,
The ancient plot of civility is wet now,
Ribs and veins are full of mud,
But Can't destroy the tree
I can still smell you, my Jasmine!

Night, Dark Night, stay long, live long,
It smells as long as darkness exist.
I wanna touch the deep of my Jasmine.

Where from it arrive at my window?
The tale of long shadow
from which village or town
uprooting all the walls of neighbor
Drops into the glass of my wine!
I amaze every night and drink...

Jasmine!
A dream of tree,
A tree of dream...