Eden Garden
Her cheeks bloom coy red
while I kiss her with passion.
No garden grows such blossoms.
Sweetest nectar drips
from her luscious lips, I lick.
My own Garden of Eden.
Copyright © Afzal Nusker | Year Posted 2017
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