Poems by Rose

Five Senses of Love

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The taste of his dimpled smile
Lingers on my lips,
Like sweet ambrosia;
Against my throat,
It dances graceful swirls,
Arousing dormant senses--
Pure ecstasy!

Behind angelic smiles,
Rests voice so melodic-.
Rich, rustic Romano;
Tumultuous nights no more
When his lullaby begins,
For he's one and only
Il mio cantante.

His Herculean arm
Ensnares my thighs,
Allowing me to experience
His Mediterranean skin,
Like delicate rose petals
Gently kissed by morning star
Of his motherland.

His other marble arm
Cradles my head
As I gaze at his eyes,
Like golden snowflakes
Shimmering inside emerald gems;
So communicative,
No words necessary.

I close my own
Knowing I'm not alone,
For his potent, intoxicating scent
Will always remain,
Like spicy, sensual cinnamon
Mixed with muted musk,

He will never fade.

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