She’s exhilarated, the cool breeze
soothing her cheeks,
amidst pretty maidens
her sensuality quivered whilst,
ambrosia dripped from her crimson lips;
In soft moments, his moist love penetrated,
and her being flooded with euphoria
she wept, her profusion sucked,
his ravished flutters showering upon,
a potpourri of turquoise enameled in emerald;
As sweet jasmine beckons him nearer,
he wraps her satin with gratified kisses,
She whispers in delectation
heavenly praises at his joyous landing,
words brimming nectar to his content;
A miracle fulfilled, nature mesmerized
at its own handiwork, she prepares in delight
a fruitful progeny as destiny settles;
’tis true this life measures thus, not the chimes of time
but moments that capture a breath away.
-Rupa
