The senses play their sublime role by blessing two people in love with the promise of secret fantasies which turn into a pleasurable reality in a background of fulfillment. A ring on the finger becomes the starting point of having a life. The intimacy of two soul mates and of two bodies celebrates the miracle of creation with the pounding of a heart that is alive.
Just flowers? The visual rapture of flowers enhance the scent of a glorious body in the arousal of a demanding wish. You smell the scent of eternal ecstasy when you close your eyes to smell the fragrance of the soul aching for more. Joy becomes music, music becomes poetry, poetry becomes a sky of rainbows.
Just chocolate? As the mouth opens the hard reality can finally be tasted after a longing anticipation as spring celebrates with fireworks that explode in a heaven of thundering moaning. You were conceived in love so you can share love. Why not you? You deserve happiness and pleasure.
Just poetry? The whisper of nature becomes exulted under the winds of passion. The teasing of your immortal desire free the genie you imprisoned in the high towers of wisdom. What was not possible before is achievable now as Calliope, the muse of epic poetry, and Erato, the muse of erotic poetry, massage the inner chambers of your very soul.
The magic of romance is the high gear of a mysterious heartbeat, a cacao sensational music, and the enchanting spectacle of the flowers of true love. Close your eyes and dream because the dream is as real as you are. Shine and brighten any rainy days because poetry has unraveled the greatness in you with the splendor of skintight hugs and soft kisses. Live to love. Love to live.