The time of year when Jasmins bloom,
most sweetly in the summer weather,
Helpless in the fragrant Jungle gloom,
On sultry night we spent together,
We, Love and Night, together blent,
A Trinity of tranced content.
Your lips belong to me, wholly mine.
To kiss...To Drink....To Caress
Hearing from afar in faint distress
Sweet Wine One of Great Love Potions
To Set In Motion
The Fulness of Your Delight
With Our Passion
There Is No Fright
Taken In Abandon
Quivering note of Human Tremor
To rise and fall again,
In Shouts of exctasy throughout the night,
Tasting the perfumed flower
In the moonlit hours
Tasting of the Jasmin flowers.
Peter LeBuhn
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jungle-love/
