Incite to Love
The perfumed scent of jasmine oilNew glow to skin brings forth desire
The air is thick with passion's toil
Energy takes bodies higher
I feel your fingers lightly trace
Sends through me electric shivers
Where we merge, locking in embrace
While honey lips, gently quivers
Lock of my hair, shining with dew
Embalmed are we with drops of night
Fruit of the season, ripe are you
Fills my soul with intense delight
Poetry by Kiran
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Written on 2007-03-09 at 12:22
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