Dedicated to the man I have loved for two years since yesterday. Para ti'*


Garlands of Lust

She plants paper trees
carving the initials of lust into each one
with liquid passion.

Some branches broken
holding only by a shred.
some scorched by fire

She gathers the frail leaves
placing each one
in her bucket of desire

She’ll transform them
into a garland of flowers
wearing them with pleasure

Her bare flesh perfumed
by the layers of blooms
merging their sweetness with hers.
Ashe




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Written on 2016-01-05 at 18:43

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Deeps
Luscious-Wholesome desire and fulsome focus coupled with supreme confidence in the magical powers... Yes, this is so much love
2016-01-06


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautiful. What a lucky man.
2016-01-06


Arunesh dixit
So beautiful and delicate. The garland of lust is an apt title for this. I wonder how those garlands will look like... how would be the smell and how would be the touch!!! A very delicate poem, reflects the creator's mind.

Arunesh
2016-01-06


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Is it hot in here, or is it just me?
2016-01-06


Yanto
Beautiful

Mind Blown
2016-01-05



Oh god I love this. Great work
2016-01-05


Ivan R
The scent of love*
2016-01-05


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
happy anniversary to both of you. the air is rich with the scent of garlands.
2016-01-05