Sirocco In A Heart Poem by John Sensele

Dust-laden sirocco blows feelings from a heart
Sunken, broken, forsaken, beaten in a house
Where the heart expected comfort from the start
But reaped scum at the hand of a sadistic mouse.

Mediterranean warm moisture kisses a face
Blessed by a compassionate heart that pours care
Attention and lavishes gifts in every shift to brace
For an adventure brimming with touching feelings laid bare.

Osculation aplenty, but copulation postponed
Until the day two hearts set up a home
Where sirocco and Sahara dust are banned
Because hands search, find and hold each other in Rome.

Sirocco flies away from the site
Where bliss overflows by the bucketful
Every second, every minute in a plethora of light
That illuminates a bright future: love in full.