I dream of you open like the pale Lotus flower
The petals of your nether lips moist with
dew drops of honey nectar
your inner flesh luscious and splayed
pink to red like a strawberry
I stare at your belly rising and falling
My eyes moving upward to the swell
Of soft round white mountains capped with dark currants
The odor of your honey melon
rising from the wings of your hips
reaches my flared nostrils
it is the sea and mist
a grotto of joyous communion
a soft lovely nest of lust
waiting for the lash of my tongue
A Lotus grows in mud and is a flower of great beauty, It provides the fragrance of love for all to enjoy, so I don't think it would mind a tongue lashing George, a lovely poem with an ironic ending why? regards Bob
Lotus is a flower which blooms in mud; every flower brings agony and ecstasy? George it's emotional and thanks very much.
I like the lyrical and sensual quality of this piece. nice work George.
Seductive piece of poetic version. In deed, a god job. Lovely to read and enjoy.
Beautiful poetry. Full of love and passion it flows so nice.
Dreams of love and, the petals of love; with a poetic version to touch the hearts. Nice work.
hmm nice poem but highly sensuous whatever a tenner for you 10 anjali