"Scents of Beauty"

These eyes of obsidian look upon this scene,
An image of eternity lost behind these lids,
Soft scents float in this dream, swirling in forever,
The smell of a taste of a night times pleasure.

Fields of dreams within this beauty, unreal,
Daytime held before light as night has begun,
These scents of forever held before the uninspired,
Inspired beyond words unable to write with deserving eloquence.

Jasmines, lilies, daisies, and roses, all in this kaleidoscope,
Soft scents of beauty, broken by the feet of the undeserving,
Fields of dreams turned into nightmares of graceless men,
Unknowingly trampling upon the beauty of that which is yours.

Inspiring the uninspired with scents of beauty,
Trampling upon field of dreams, turning into nightmares,
Put away inside a mind, remembered when the place is gone.