— Khalil Gibran
Beauty in this world is fleeting
but as long as my warm heart is beating
it’s for love’s bliss I am entreating
you have set my longing heart afire
you burn in my midnight desire
sweet erotic dreams you inspire
my lustful soul is overheating
if I could wrap my arms around you
such intoxicating things we’d do
dreams of passion would be made true
my frail restraint is fast depleting
a temptress in a velvet glove
your touch I’d never tire of
a smoldering heat of forbidden love
these carnal visions keep repeating
I crave your lips I want you now
we must join together now somehow
I’ll taste your wild love — this I vow
from this wanton quest there’s no retreating
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rob kistner © 2021
Poetry at: dVerse
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Oh oh oh this is so hot
Luv it
Much love…
Thank you Gillena, I am glad this resonates for you… 🙂
HOT Stuff, RK. Quest on, Brother!
I shall Ron, quest with zest my friend! 🙂
“Beautiful women and trees” indeed. I know you’ve got some topical rage in you, don’t bottle it up. People probably tire a bit of my political bent, but I must exorcise the media demons, or I will implode. This piece is erotic and exquisite, a perfect Zejel.
I just need to expel some of the anger that builds ehen I look at this fucked up world — so I am spending some time in the erotic zone. I think I will cruise on over to the scifi sector for a while as well — but I’ll be back to raise hell! 🙂
Filled with passion and longing. May your wildest dreams come true.
Thank you Grace. 🙂
This sounds like a song. Such passion–I hope he finds her!
Fingers crossed Merril. 🙂 I have written enough songs that the essence pops out in me sometimes.
I envisaged a knight falling madly in love with a damsel in a tower – romance and passion entwined in your lusty Zéjel.
Would be a great story… 🙂 … just not my story.
A strong message of love: the repetitions are so well suited to your subject matter. And I love your music choice!
Thank you Ingrid. My anger regarding human stupidity, and my passion for all things romantic, sensual, and creative are what have always fired my life. My body may be slowing down, but my heart and soul continue roaring! When that flame dies, I will extinguish myself — no regrets!
Wooing like this is hard to resist. I bet you serenaded your sweetheart also. I can imagine this being set to music.
I have since my early teens, been wildly romantic, and imaginatively erotic. It is why I sing, had bands, love music, create art, and write poetry. My soul has always been on fire. At thid stage og my life, my body may be losing some capability, but my mind still burns hot Lisa…!
You know well how to locate the romance in every form.
Life is dead without romance Kerfe. We read and write poetry because as members of the human race, we celebrate mystery, music, beauty, romance, passion, and love — these are what keeps life “alive”.
Passion brought alive! Fantastic.
Thank you Punam. Logic may keep us alive — but passion is life! 😉
I’ll taste your wild love — this I vow
from this wanton quest there’s no retreating
It is so much fun to be feeling young, Rob! Perfect write as always. You are great with words!
Hank
As always, thank you Hank! 🙂
Rob,
Love’s entreaty made ever so passionately: I can’t see the lady resisting!
pax,
dora
Thank you Dora… 🙂
What a wonderful song to love. Love the alternating of male and female end rhymes. (as it should be in love)
Thank you Bjorn! 🙂