Friday, September 26, 2014

Essence

Perfumed red water melon, sweet juices flow: Your chest protrudes, 
They arouse, seduce my sleeping craving: Imagination floats, 

Your body's curve is sensuous, pulverizes in me within, 
its fragmented beauty is a mosaic in my brain, 
soul of mine dares to dive into the pool of sin.

And you allowed me to delve beyond infatuation, 
with a bullet train in constant saturation, 
towards your emotional happiness, our final destination.

Woman! let me caress your heart in every hue, 
with me my dearest love to follow you.

On a mattress created by hallucination, 
let our interwoven bodies travel in fascination, 
and free ourselves from tradition.

Sweat scented woman, molten virginal crayon drips: Pure, 
coated our love a passionated heat: It will long endure. 

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