In my hands, jasmine flowers softly bloom, Like silent prayers wrapped in fragrance, Gentle, white, and full of innocence, As if moments of peace have come to rest.
These are not just flowers, but my feelings, Breathing their scent with every heartbeat, A simple beauty hidden in their grace, Decorating the world within my soul.
This fragrance of jasmine Brings calm to my day, And resting in my hands, Turns into my quiet smile đ¸ I tag