Flower of Paradise...

O' flower of paradise

By Connie James

Whispering sweet nothings
O' flower of paradise
As am unyielding on to you...
A gossamer covering one's mind
A brain that cannot think
A body refusing to yield...
O' flower of paradise, pure so true
I can scent the perfume of you!
But my mind refuses to see
While my defenceless senses
Accept will not the nearness of you
The air so full
The music intoxicating
And my brain lull's
To the initiating sounds as you
whisper on to me!
O' flower of paradise giveth on to me!
In my breast, my heartbeats
To the sounds of your beating heart...
Counting the beats my breath stops
O' flower of paradise
Love of my life discerningly so
Such moments so rare,
Your yellow petals so full of dew
Your scent's so heady
As I inhale the perfume of you
Like a bird of the night
Refusing to be lulled
Passion suffices not...
In the darkest of my skies
Of wine
We needed not intoxicated minds 
But eyes our lips hands
Exploring the sighs!