Vee Bdosa Poet Sonnet

Raks Al-Asaya

RAKS AL-ASAYA
Most certainly, the world could not agree
With how the dies were cast, that fateful day,
If not for love, 'twould never come to me
the reason she put out, so willingly.

Raks al-asaya, gave me my first clue,
That easy comes her love, her night was mine,
Scheherazad dressed out in shades of blue,
and made her touch both prescious and divine.

'twas not enough just witnessing her charm,
And so her teasing, took me to her high,
In little time, my fire was fifth alarm,
And Cairo felt her heat, as sure did I.

Fertility is what the mind decries,
If falling into love between her thighs.
© Ron wilson arbuthnot
aka Vee Bdosa the doylestown poet

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Judy Konos October 9, 2015 at 8:18 AM I think your poem is over the top and one has to be a scholar to begin to keep up with you.....but....after administering Google to the brain....and education came forth...WOW...like I've said many times, glad I live in your era.....