Just when he was about to kiss me,
A soft wind blew gently
And the candle’s light was gone.
‘In the darkness, kisses are sweeter,’
He whispered in my ears.
I was slowly being transported
In the world of love and passion.
I could not reply.
I was almost fainting in his arms
While time was slipping like sand.
I could feel the sensual ecstasy
Of a poetic adventure, explorer of love,
Tasting the juice of love.
Like the Cedar tree, evergreen,
I looked at my wide spreading branches
So close to the Cherry blossoms,
Performing their secret ministry.
The moon was in her full splendor
And music was reverberating
In all the cells of my body.
I listened to his gentle breathing
And looked at Picasso’s cubist paintings
Thar bewitched me beyond measure.
We were in a thatched cottage
In the lovely valleys of Cashmere
Where the vibrant colors of Spring
Danced in the darkness
With a complacent smile.
We went out to feel the rain
And feeling the rain,
We got wet with love.