Desire Poem by Sheena Datta

Desire

Rating: 4.5


pluck me from the garden
caress my tender sheaths
inhale my subtle fragrance
drink my pulsating grace
my nectar is your salvation
and your lips my savior
feed my buds to blossom
from thine eyes
thee embrace

Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: savior
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