The Heart Of The Flower's Source

The heart of the flower’s source,

“I will not destroy the flower by seeking in its heart,
The source of perfume and beauty which delight me”



Trust,
Security,
Sensual surrender comes to thee,
Capitulated in gentle whispers,
Lost in soothing passions tenderness,
Sensual surrender,
As
Trust and security clasps in infinity’s truth and beauty,
Faded by the looks of love in their own sphere,
Seemly unconscious of the presence of any other,
Rapturous souls captured in loves transcend glory
Enshrined in the tenderness of love,
Swayed by wild passion’s sensual surrender,
Releasing the source of perfume and beauty,
That links eternal souls


Trust,
Security,
Sensual surrender comes to thee,
Awaking sleeping passions bud,
Sensual surrender,
As
Trust and security clasped in arms,
Lightened by the looks of love,
With airy Dream,
Eyes golden lashes gentle exacting shoulders blade,
Caress in worships smothering warmth,
Pleasuring rays bloom like a dark rose,
Pulsing hearts surging rhythm.


Nicola Turner December 2009