Flower Of Paradise

              

 Flower of Paradise

Whispering sweet nothings unyielding on to you

O flower of paradise so sweet so true

A mind that's in a fog

A brain that will think not

A body that refuses to yield

O flower of paradise come on to me

I can scent the perfume of you

My mind refuses to see the essence of you

Playing havoc with my senses the nearness of you

The air's so full the music intoxicating

My brain lull's to the sounds

So sweet as you whisper on to me

O flower of Paradise giveth on to me!

In my breast, a heart beats

To the sounds of your beating heart

And I! 
Counting those 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

So heady your scent leaving me senseless

As I inhale the scent of you

Refusing to be lulled my mind
just looking at you the memory of you 

Sufficing the passion or not
this passion I feel for you
in the darkness of my nights
the moonlit light suffices

It suffices to see the silhouette of you
O flower of paradise O love of my life
so rare so true. 

Of wine we need not simply a touch
Whispering; our hands our eyes our lips 

Euphorically the ecstasy
exploring the sighs

             By Connie James