Perspiration of Love

The identity from a woman’s body, All the grace issuing from her skin; The female scent that drives me wild, Inhaling the sweet bouquet from within. I have succumbed from the woman’s essence, The tears from my heart completely dried I absorb the goodness coming out of her body; The meticulous work that I’ve already tried. My precious seed is sown into her heart, May my delicate fruits of love bestow poise; Assuming two hearts living in a flourish, Within one’s control spreading ultimate joys. Inhaling the forbidden sweet bouquet from within, Transforming scent to sensual music of a violin. Forever My Love Valentine Poetry Contest Sponsored by: BJ Legros Kelley