When the lovely night embraces me in a deep sensous <br />pleasure <br />I watch the jasmine gets jealous green <br />she sheds a beautiful sensual fragrance around the thin air <br />gives me a perfect smile <br />just then the moon sheds her true love on the jasmine <br />her beams start kissing every soft lips of the petals <br />yet the jasmine takes her lovely face away from the moon <br />I see her getting jealous greener <br />and I can not help thinking about love again <br />that love is so stunningly a betrayer <br />a green insect eating the petals of a love flower <br />and then start forgetting the sensous night <br /> the green jealous jasmine <br /> the poor moon <br /> <br />My heart is now filled with the true love! <br /> <br />copyright: shamik bose 2009<br /><br />Shamik Bose<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-1634/
