In the light that is veiled <br />the first kiss of the sun <br />in the soft grass <br />shade of green pines <br /> <br />A flower is immersed <br />prey to unknown secrets <br />that lurk <br />in the folds of its forms <br /> <br />I caress with your eyes <br />its profile as a woman, <br />trying to violate <br />his dreams. <br /> <br />That body perfectly <br />arched <br />that invades the imagination <br />confusing the reason. <br /> <br />With a flight to planar <br />leads <br />in my nest soft <br />where violence is not offended <br />but it is only love.<br /><br />Des Agos<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-flower-26/
