His feelings raced to
The pinnacle of desire
Seeking an urgent intimacy
Of his corporeal requests
And her consenting femininity,
Hormones rushed,
Besieged by her thoughts
He passionately kissed
The wet Peripherals of a bloom
As he stood in the orchard
Under the passing shadows
Of Seasoned clouds…
Her constantly mounting
Desires, had her hovering
Between sleep and restiveness
Urged by his impending dream,
Clamor of her bangles,
And pounding anxious heart,
She persuasively embraces the pillow
When a rumble perturbs her
She eagerly rushes to the terrace
In her disorganized shape
Stands probing the dancing shadows
Of swaying foliage beneath…
a passionate write with the sumnbeams of romance reaching the pinnacle
sensually poetic lines are so amazingly placed well, romance filled the air so much because of this... a 10+++.
The magic of intuitions is amazingly expressed. Crystal clear and expressive. Thank you very much for this poem. sarvesh
I would love to hear you read this delightful poem and enjoy the emotion resonated within you. Love this poem.....
great work of art friend. i am wordless to praise. very much dominant one
unafraid, uninhibited...expressive and eloquent. the purity of your soul comes through and as with good music, good poetry needs soul which is there in this one. well done.
I read this part 2, right after commenting on first part and what I hypothesized in that comment has got acknowledged by you in this one… :) Beautiful indeed… Really a work of art…
deadly punch of passion energised with love and seasoned by imagery, , , ,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like a sweet dreams of endless craving of sweet love.....bygone in an unwanted manner.