this sentient, sensuous mind
has learned the art of
dreams refined...
my powder pink
gossamer veils
flirting with the zephyrs of your rhyme,
embellishing the
ivory white of my sheets
with words that
ushered senses into realms
of virgin passion...
you come to my dreams
clothed in chiffons
and the wistful kisses
dropped like gentle breeze
upon my soul
tempt me to alight upon rainbows
and then like sunburst
scatter like fairy dust
tingling all the while
like wind chimes in the silence
of a cool autumn night...
oh adonis of my world
oh achilles of my troy
let me rapturously lie
forever on these sheets
of ivory white
a virgin forever more
except when i dream....
of paradise...
thank you mr.rehan for helping me edit this and improve rythm!
Dr W Jawdat kudos for sharing this hidden gem! ! ! well cut and polished
Dr. Jawdat has a happy touch upon an intriguing reality made with ivory, darkness, coldness, veils. The senses act the bosses, with a fine result.
Explicit poem filled depicts a hungered love and passion. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good thanks for the read. Regards Dave T