Monday, November 23, 2009

A Sense of Happiness

How gentle the wind
who tickles my bare skin
Making me laugh
and keeping my heart light
So kind is the moon
when even it is dark
Holds his radiance
and I am protected
How sweet the orchid
to let me savor his smell
such a treat to be in his presence
he kisses my nose
Such delight I take to the symphony
that plays on the finest woodwork
Majestic strings vibrate
my ears tremble
Always upon my lustful tongue
strawberry decadence
The flavor of desire
is what I live for.