"Garden Of Enchantment"

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Garden Of Enchantment



Your words are the breath that I breathe

tonight I dream a little dream with you

consumed with desire and need

fresh,

wet and new.



Ripe,

succulent,

delicious to the taste

hunger deep and powerful,

your fruit sweet

I devour without haste,

lips seeded into the depths of wonderful.



My night engulfed with the ecstasy of fulfillment

dreams entangled in beauty,

I am delirious with fever

drawn into your garden of enchantment.



Your skin,

the soft folds of petals

your scent,

the freshness of a rose

your flavor,

that of a new bloom

I have it all,

this night under the moon.



© BRIAN GLENN

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