Saturday, October 2, 2004

You And Your Garden

You and your garden
have teamed up on me
blushing erotic scents
bloom so radiantly.

Blossom scents
winking at my face
calling out to me
inviting me to grace.

You and your garden
form an exotic team
to enibriate my senses
least thats how it seems.

My defenses, all gone
as the fragrance rise
and wafts strikingly
it only mystifies.

Yes, the  lovely plot
betwix  ample thighs
sort of a Garden of Joy
serving to mesmerize.

You and your garden
offers up a treasure.
Working as a team
nothing but pleasure.

Del Cano 2004 September 28

 

 


 

2 comments:

  1. 10-2-04
    9:47pm

                        Caretaker-The Caress              

    casading tulips blossoms
    giving way to late summer, early ninth month
    bowing pistle half open, spreading wildly
    throughtout the hedge

    postnatal sheen, fragance loosing
    necter foliage flakes writhe audible,
    hummingbird dapping the armora laced
    wings to mums effeminacy a carnal puff
    takes place meeting was blazed,
    delight manifested beyond favor of imagine walking


    potpouri meldey issue discharge hardened by heat
    precipitate deliberated effusion bulk
    short-winded ricochets intervals,
    meditate on spa spot, releassing pollen, regermation
    by 105 degrees power perfected felt influence.

    by markings, protecting pled twin will unraveled
    with peppermint flame engulf, body eve rating
    though stunning resounds walk paradise birth
    stuff, legend of inda's magick.


    and bewitched by goodly toil, it thicken
    amiddle the center of upper cheek
     how the sun does filters throughout
     the garden, rebuffing straved, ray straved shurbs.


    as wind mist on steel handled shoulder
    the token lost ark ware, raided by love quest hands
    excorcise, pumpy jewels of the ancient nile
      and exorbitant ectasty is extreme unearthed
                                                  Aechoswhisper 2

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  2. Gardens always send the senses raging......either hayfever or the tumult of beautied flowers.....

    Always the nurturing gardener, my friend, you should till my garden....*wink* not what you think!  Weeds galore!

    Hugs,
    Chris

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