AtreyaSarma Uppaluri

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Mount Of Venus - Poem by AtreyaSarma Uppaluri

Oh, yonder where, ah, my angel virgin!
The seed of my romantic origin.
Why the lesser lime cordiale and gin
When I’ve your jars of ambrosial fountain?

The sweet nothings with me you warmly share
The romantic murmurs you whisper bare
The arcana with sweet moans you divulge
The tickling ruminations we indulge

Wow, the seductive notes you bill and coo
Leave me with little chance but you to woo
And your aphorisms of love intense -
A virile potion to my lyric sense

Never we’ve seen each other even once
Yet vibes and waves and mystifying breeze
Connect us both as if by a séance
Of torrid telepathy that could please

Are you, Love, chosen by Aphrodite
To waft in the dainty divine bounty
Of sensuous and sensual delights
To fill this world with amatory lights?

It’s bit cryptic - exactly you dwell where
You inhere in the ether e’erywhere?
My Angelina, your Mount of Venus
May ceaselessly cathect my afflatus

[Dec 24,2009: : Lincoln, Ne, USA]

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 24, 2009

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