The Bacchus Garden
Your tender body
is a fertile garden
where flowers bloom
beautiful and animated.
Sanctuary of desire
in their domain
pursuing eternal splendor
splashed in golden water..
Paradise under captive sky
scent of Magnolia in country
my hands touch in the instant
lips upon your lovely petals.
This morning in your garden
with you in sighing sanctuary
on our hands love expired
overgrown with Springtime flowers...
~
Copyright © Ken Carroll | Year Posted 2014
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