O Flower of Paradise..

Whispering sweet nothings as am unyielding on to you.
A mind that's in a fog a brain that will think not
A body that refuses to yield.
O flower of paradise so sweet so true
I can scent the perfume of you,
But my mind refuses to see not,
Whilst my senses playing havoc with the nearness of you.
The air's so full, the music intoxicating
And my brain lull's to the sounds so sweet as you whisper on to me.
O flower of Paradise gives's on to me!
In my breast, a heart beats to the sound of your beating heart.
As I count the beats my breath stops.
What are you doing to me
O flower of Paradise O love of my life discerningly so
Moments like these are so rare, your yellow petals so full of dew.
Your scent's so heady, as I inhale the scent of you.
My burning mind refuses to be lulled sufficing or not the passion!
The darkness of the night the moonlit light suffices,
Of wine, we need not, simply our hands eyes lips!
Exploring, the sighs.