Walking through
my fathers' garden
lilacs in bloom
the walk-way
perfumed;
drugged
my senses.

I surrendered
as you
spoke
of plans and dreams;
feeling content
to be there doing
nothing but being there
talking with and listening to you.

The sound of your voice
soothed me.

You used it to make love to me,
without even knowing.

It taffized my heart.

Your mouth;
mesmerized me
the way your lips moved;
it all flowed

pouring out over me like a gentle water fall
splashing down to my Soul Pool.

And I allowed it all to fill me up
in the walk-way
on the perfumed lane
in the auboritum
where the birds sang
as I took in those sweet breaths
of Lilac and Jasmine;
to the sound of flower-petal heart beats,
you washed over me
flowed into me
and I let you

allowing all
to over-brim and consume me;

my scarf  then
gentle-stroking the summer breeze
fluttering gently
and I said yes, again and again.

You seduced me.
And I you,
we both swaying
in the
lilac breeze.