I dwell, exist and feel ~ of paradise.
Can paradise be a feeling, or a state of mind?
Is paradise a place, born outside of time.
When and where, and how you touch
releases me -
a sensual intoxication,
seductive addictive -
your creation or
the spilling of my passion
is this the paradise I feel?
.~
You play me, you know,
an instrument in your hands
made for your touch
it would seem.
But as you stroke and explore
the melody of my pleasure,
it seems my sweet passion
ignites your own.
I shudder with desire
And feel the paradise
I release within you,
as we share together,
these moments lost in dwelling
in the feel of paradise.
~
Penny L Howe, 2013
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And this concludes the trilogy of sensual verse: Perhaps, It Seems and Of Paradise!
I hope you enjoyed!
Penny
