Poem Of Passion… Poem by Bharat Trivedi

Gentle breeze
blows away the evening hues,
while the yellow bubble of moon floats high
in dark meadows of the shadowy sky,
to anoint the dusky night
with glitter of the silvery stars!

Come,
feel me with your feathery fingers
and fan the fire of flaming fantasies.
Etch me with your ecstatic nails
till tattoos of passion embellish my skin..
Let tongues tease and tickle till
our tantalized bodies are drenched in desire!

After the moon-lit union,
let’s lick the last drops of lust
to our hearts’ content.
till we droop down
to the blissful depths of
sleep of satisfaction!

When the morning sun
plants an orange kiss
on the rosy cheeks of dawn
with his gold-glossed lips,
we unbolt the windows to our souls
letting in the sunny sights and sounds
and bask in a poem of passion!

Copyright 2008 © Bharat B. Trivedi