Desire

There are two tragedies in life.
One is to lose your heart's desire. The other is to gain it.

George Bernard Shaw (1856–1950)

Rose Petalled Haven ... Liquid pools, these sensual eyes, embrace the beauty of who here lies, recline once more, I snuggle close, I feel your warmth that I now chose. In the comfort of your cradling arms, embracing, keeping me from harm delicate moments so profound rose petalled haven safe and sound. Soulful hands, my form traverse, your loving nature so diverse. tender murmurs escape our lips, our eyes with joy begin to mist, Our bodies sing in tandem verse, our hearts and souls fully immerse, butterfly kisses upon my eyes, we exude our essences, with satiated sighs The redolence of rose petals... merges within both our mettle passion flowing copiously heaven scent...... reverie ! Copyright Elga B August 2004 - all rights reserved.