March 20, 2012

 

Oriental gentleness

A touch beyond compare.

A trip back into fantasy

To a place no longer there

 

Naked, daring

A tour of delight.

A secret visit,

To a splendid site

 

A cultural passage,

With satin walls.

Where velvet carpets line

Magnificent halls.

 

Ostrich feathers,

Old fashioned lace

That silky feeling

Around your face.

 

She whisper’s  ‘Come to me,

I’ll make you whole.

My uplifted body

Will soothe your soul’

 

 

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