Love Goddess(Part 3) Poem by Reshma Ramesh
Love Goddess(Part 3)
I wear the sounds of the wind,
and the scents of the roses,
as I descend from the floating clouds,
my bare skin feels like satin hive,
provocation and confidence alive,
do you seek the place where
love and lust divide?
The hair that curtains my breast
when you part, peaks of pleasure bold,
hips that roll like unchained melody,
slender legs and the treasure they hold,
pleasure tip between the willing folds
they seek your lips to be cajoled.
My eyes brown like honey,
feast on your handsome smile,
question not my motive and my guile.
I have the perfect recipe for you
of the passionate love in making
in the secrets you seek and
the wonders you want to find.
In my hands the living love I hold
your trust and soul I seek you are told,
For the love Goddess I am, beauty bold
I am an angel of protection, sign of perfection
I am a mirror with your reflection
tender sweet sweet addiction.
He is the luckiest guy on Earth who has a most beautiful girl friend who is terribly sensuous. You are not only beautiful; you are a beautiful poet too. I envy that guy Loveliest poem.10 are too small a gift.
Even more addicting than this poem...you be? ....Lucky Guy who has the honour of calling you, his....Beautiful, sensual & off-the-charts imageful....One of your best young lady! F j R 2009
Reshma you do it so well! ! ! ! ! ! ! I just know that shaking or just holding your hand would be a sensuous experience to be remembered long. You are an extremely talented and warm (but not fuzzy) poet and I am proud to know you. Hxx
Beautiful piece my dear friend. makes me wanna see the person who write the words.10
Very sensual. A confident writing from a bold pen. Wow. I think I might need a cigarette.
I wear the sound of the wind very nice line i love this poem.. Has such great creature and love... Krista
The living love you carry in your hand In your cheek is the red of my blood In your eyes of hazel I dream my love In your hairs I like in thick clouds hide The aroma of the first rain on the earth In your hairs lost but by the shine astir Like full moon glows your face agile Your lips are goblets for me to know Poison or wine and the thousand times Slipped on softness of the silk of skin Like Greek columns where legs meet To heaven any door when in orgasm Of cosmos tonight for goddess of love Curves of the back that curves and bends Hours of the artist to draw line and cuts Amber inside shall in beauty never come Add soul in remonstrance shall she say Nay with your word she looks her paint To the goddess have you with glory some What word what line bow to the nymphet
I loved the lines, I wear the sounds of the wind, and the scents of the roses. CP
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wowwwww Resh a beautiful poem congratulations -- I loved it A++++ love anjali