Jasmine rice (Thai: ข้าวหอมมะลิ; rtgs: Khao hom mali; Thai pronunciation: [kʰâːw hɔ̌ːm malíʔ]; Chinese: 泰国香米; Tàiguó xiāngmǐ), is a long-grain variety of fragrant rice (also known as aromatic rice). Its fragrance, reminiscent of pandan (Pandanus amaryllifolius) and popcorn, results from the rice plant's natural production of aromatic compounds, of which 2-acetyl-1-pyrroline is the most salient. In typical packaging and storage, these aromatic compounds dissipate within a few months. This rapid loss of aromatic intensity leads many Southeast Asians and connoisseurs to prefer each year's freshly harvested "New Crop" of jasmine rice.
The name "jasmine" refers to the color of the rice, which is as white as the jasmine flower.
Jasmine rice is grown primarily in Thailand (Thai hom mali or Thai fragrant rice), Cambodia (angkor kra'oup or Cambodian jasmine rice), Laos, and southern Vietnam. It is moist and soft in texture when cooked, with a slightly sweet flavor. The grains cling and are somewhat sticky when cooked, though less sticky than glutinous short-grain rice (Oryza sativa var. glutinosa), as it has less amylopectin. It is still about three times more sticky than American long-grain rice.
The air tastes just like you, it's the smell of June
A sensory shock that jolts my spirit, I slowly swallow
A spray of little droplets, a fragrance so refined
The spirit of nostalgia is passing me by
Opium and Poison, Jasmine and Rose
Dream of Ambrosia, all flavours glow, It's sensual,It's
sensual, sensual
It all began so easy, with you on the floor
Against your willing flanks and knocking down your door
Until the day it crumbled, no game of win and lose
You told me nothing, you left me confused
Expelled like poison, a trim of the dose,
A limb disposed of, in a whim she chose,so
rigorous,she's vigorous
She's vigorous,
Heart of the hardest world, it's just the thought of
All those variations, the air is full of you
The smell of summer rain, once more the scent of June
This sweet concentration ,brings me back to you
Opium and Poison
My taste of June, my taste of you
Inhale, inhale your trail
Opium and Poison, Jasmine and Rose, dream of escape
with me, all flavours go,
It's sensual, it's sensual, it's sensual
What was ours will drift away, a simple breeze on a
humid day