A Symphony Of Falling In Love

Excerpt from THIS SERENADE OF LOVE

A Symphony of Falling in Love Ricardo Saúl LaRosa Eyes looking at mine, straight through my mind, my soul, Hauntingly, alluringly, divine is her smile as she embraces me, Hands touching hands, moving slowly, passionately to forbidden realms, Where love does not dwell; where yearnings overwhelms the soul, Kiss me on my lips, my dearest, for they are yours, she whispers, But do not touch my heart, for it is yet to be conquered, by you, Touch, caress my long willing hairs as they are yours to enchain my womanhood, I yield to the delight that your manly hands inspire me, she mummers, The music in my mind explodes as her nails cut my skin, deeply wounding, My flesh as blood flows gently as a soft wave in a restless sea, A thousand violins chantingly in the mist of our souls, powerfully, Who is the woman and who is the man, I remind this muse of madrigals, Beware, for you do not know the passions in me; the love in my heart, she cries, Tonight is on me, my womanly desires; for I am a woman exploding with sighs, Don’t look so weary my gentleman, my womanly desires, as she taunts me, This body of mine is yours to do as you wish; as I desire in my power, my man, A woman in atomic desires I have encountered unwittingly, blindly and falling, Falling in… Falling for this goddess of love that has humbled me, graciously, I am your desire my man, my lord, my king, but, not my love, yet… Until you have conquered my heart and soul, she confesses in my arms…

© 2009 Ricardo Saúl LaRosa Poetry Collection