Where The Passion Flower Grows Poem by Charles M Moore
Where The Passion Flower Grows
Lay down on your pillow
and turn the lights down low
let me take you to the garden
where the passion flower grows
Close your eyes and enter dreams
as love's emotion sets the scene
and flitters through the garden
where the passion flower grows
Touch the tender petals
of the flower as she grows
a tentative endeavour
as your feelings overflow
Let me draw you to the place
where ecstasy can be embraced
the beauty of the garden
where the passion flower grows
Feel your mind exploding
in the heavy scented air
experience the shiver
as your captured unaware
A little touch of heaven
where imagination flows
the valley in the garden
where the passion flower grows.
I didnt' want this to finish, Charles. I could live in these words forever. I better go before I start crying! Warm regards and a score of 10 from Gina.
going into the interior universe of delight and then the inevitable happens swift joy lingers then refuses to leave a fine poem
Wow, good stuff, Charles! Cleverly worded and brilliantly arranged! ! Brian
Erotic perfection indeed, nuanced just so... The mood is beautifully passionate. Love this...
The passion flower is, indeed, an exotic and fragrant bloom. It travels far to find a suitable place to climb, flourishing from shaded root to sunlit glory. A passionate and beautiful flower of a poem.
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I would like to translate this poem
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Lovely Charlie, beautifuly written, one of your beat A heart felt sigh whilst I walk through the garden., the fragrance of love. Patricia