I try my hand on the softer side

by lostnforsaken

Posted to Poetry on 2002-08-11 14:17:00

PARADISE

If it were my choice I’d have a soft bed of petals instead of satin and fluffy pillows in which to lay you down on.

Something exquisite, something simple, nothing special, but altogether romantic and enchanting…

Let me take you away to a place, a far off realm of flowers, tulips, magnolias, and the ever-sacred Lotus… Where it is full of the scent of spring forever in the air.

Where you will be caught up in the moment, live freely without a care in the universe.

Where I can shower you in the fragrance of life, love, excitement, where I can shower you in attention, affection, where you can bask in the ever-loving caress of the sunlight, letting it cascade soothingly over your delicate body,

You can be goddess of your own little utopia. Mistress of beauty, passion and all things dear to the heart of the earth.

I will lead you to a secretive spot under the waterfall behind the radiant and shimmering curtain of cool crisp water forever streaming down into a warm pool full of the secrets of this realm forever sleeping in the dark and loving caress of its mistress.


I will take you by your soft fragile hand, bring you close to me, hold you against me, so close that I can feel the rhythmic beat of your heart,

I can concentrate and look within my being and bring my heart to beat as one with yours, when for those few precious moments time will cease to exist and our eternal souls are connected in the sheer ecstasy of being whole…

…. I will take my hand, run my fingers ever so slightly across your beautiful skin, push away your wet glistening hair and speak

To you oh so softly of the marvelous things that I will show you, of the secrets of this realm of dreams, tell you of things that you will think that it is all a fantastic dream and will never want to wake from it…But when you finally start to believe that it isn’t a dream,

You wake up, I have already gone, and you move your hand to brush the hair out your eyes

To find that a single Lotus flower has somehow found it’s way to a resting-place on your head….

And notice that a piece of paper with an intoxicating scent of flowers that you can not name is lying by your side…. On which I have left you a message saying…

Hold this by your heart and take in a deep breath, what you smell is the beauty that you are to me, and the warmth of the sun beating on my face, the gentle caress of the waters

Of a sacred waterfall enveloping my heart…

Even in this dog eat dog world, when I’m with you it is as though I’m in paradise….