Jasmine in the air
the burden of fame is real
never felt so clear

Because the sweetness and one noteness of honeysuckle and Jasmine on the first day of spring always stand in such a stark contrast to the layers of chaos and duality that fame has brought to my life

Call me dramatic but it's the first thing i think of when i see or smell something that is unmistakably itself- something that can't be interpreted in any other way but one way

What a gift for a flower to invoke only one smell and one sense of romance
With no disdain or melancholy attached to its fragrance

And to be enjoyed for free
and for that reason unable to be evaluated