Lips fragranced with pomegranate and honey draw...
Rivers of water flow from the well of her passion...
I want to drink of you,
to drown in you...
No skin of silk,
No atar of rose...
Fountains mingle with rivers,
and rivers with ocean...
My lover, my soul, you make me feel whole.
Your touch sets my body on fire, like the flame on...
When we are together
i love you...
Not caress, nor
nudge, nor even tap...
Why does it happen,
so very often...
She watches me
In the dreamtime...
Some tracings sing,
Hot breath lips tongue...
I want you to know
i love you so...
Take me hand
pull me in...