Joyously we kiss beneath the felicitous blue sky,
And then inside we follow the sensual aroma from scented candles
Drifting from an amorous room; the delicious taste of summer peaches
And slow musical dances create perfect situations for erotic embraces;
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I especially like the middle part of this poem, Helen of Troy, the schoolgirls, the moon...
Wow, such a beautifully 'moving' piece Uriah. Your latest works are truly wonderful. Great job, whatever's (or whoever's) been inspiring such lovely poems, keep it up. Sincerely, Mary
This is nice, Uriah. I have to agree with Mahnaz...you have written a sensual 'piece'. LSP
there's not a woman on earth who is going to be thinking about any adjective-noun structure when she's reading this, Jeff.