Sweet Passion Poem by Sami Gjoka

Dressed in silk your tender body
Flower are you and much more,
Even if I’m cut to slices
Still I’ll kiss you to this floor.

Slipping dresses from your body
Honey are you in the hive
Even if I’ll burn in fire
In your honey still I’ll dive

Husking like a cob of corn
Moaning breezes on each petal
Through you, like the sun of morn
I’ll pierce with light and dazzle.

And if cursed be all these deeds
Biting you from north to south
Losing blood from all my bleeds
Still I’ll take you in my mouth