(ART...Vesna)
I long the ageless longing
the ancient desire to simply be
for the fires of Love consume me
from which I cannot flee
I long for the breeze of
love's touch
the colours of a new dawn's lush
the seeming confusion
of a lover's tremor
as he presses lips in dilemma
upon heaving wanton breasts
Clouds of illusion have hidden the one
I know as my blazing Sun
and though fear has risen its ugly head
my Love bleeds the nectar of loins' shed
erupting upon the smoothness of bare skin
with an ardour surpassing Odin
I have starved succumbing to fool's gold
while clamorous voices swayed my heart sold
to whims of foolish thought that fled
from hopes of fulfillment in my bed
this mesmerizing longing of dawn's first song
enraptured in embraces long
my heart and soul praying
in gentleness swaying
within this burning heart of mine
which pours ecstatic love sublime
upon the one that is I
forever entwined.. never to die
for that I long
and that I desire
always to burn within Love's fire!
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