secret language of loveA Poem by Bewitching Sensationlanguage of flowersPetals, petals, petals, incense, desire The very word ignites her But will he engage the thought Does he understand the flower? Flowers animates love and passion Such vivaciousness, can her heart hold? It’s racing faster and heightening her heart Has he? Hasn’t he? All will unfold Pure ecstasy, redolence, essence What a smile her puckered mouth holds. Look at her eyes conflagrant and dancing. Am I taunting? Would I cajole? Men do you know the language of love? Start with the alchemy of flowers. The unprohibited secret Here’s the key to her tenderness
© 2008 Bewitching Sensation |
Stats
96 Views
1 Review Added on March 24, 2008 Last Updated on March 24, 2008 AuthorBewitching Sensationhertfordshire UK, United KingdomAboutHiya where do i begin, I have always love to doodle words on paper, whether in my diary or with poetry or stories.... have not done it in years.. so i thought i would take it up again ... very therape.. more..Writing
|