“sweet Seduction” Poem by persian khushi

Smouldering flower blooming
Untouched in life’s garden
Valleys of divine bliss
Pleasure in smouldering innocence
None has treaded
So many emotions unspoken
So many things unsaid”

Hills to explore and mould to hand
You reap what you sow
Fruit of crops
Mystery of woven creeks reward

Smouldering bliss of the unknown
Not your own
Sultry air burnish hair
Another’s to behold
Swaying hips watching in dusk
Heart still thumping
Pumping blood through veins
For this smouldering innocence
Silhouettes closing in

Looking deep into your eyes
Drowning in the realm of your soul
Lips inviting sensual language of love
Overcome by a gentle rain of calm
As you touched hand to your heart
Your aura washing over
Flooding my soul
No mountain to high
No valley to deep
Fires burning deep inside
Opposite entities creating heat wave

you gave me a taste worth the wait
locked in this fiery embrace
noting in between
hearts entwined in this fiery embrace
river banks swelling with sensual sensation
the language of eternal love
Hills to explore and mould to hand
You reap what you sow
Fruit of crops
Mystery of woven creeks reward