Midnight garden of passion
blooming its lustful petals,
its sensuous fragrance
surrounding its blissful meadows
The cooling sensations
of midnight fever
chilling stems
and growing quivers
Midnight garden's gleaming moon
shine your pearly whites
and watch my garden glow;
the view is out of sight
Midnight garden
let me feel your misty leaves,
let me taste your milky cream,
shower me with sunflower seeds
Silent Midnight garden
yet noisy as it seems to you
it may just glisten
but to me it only screams
Don't you just love my garden,
it's magical as can be;
my flowers bend and dance
to the rhythm of my sea
Midnight garden, oh,
Midnight garden, please,
tonight we become one;
forever lasting in deep
harmony
– Elena Folasade Winters
See also the previous Wild Reed posts:
• In the Dance of Light, Eyes of Fiery Passion
• The Holy Pleasure of Intimacy
• Never Say It Is Not God
• It Happens All the Time in Heaven
• Your Scent I Know
• After Loving
• One Fearless Kiss
• Just Now and Then
• Cherish
• The Many Manifestations of God’s Loving Embrace
• No Altar More Sacred
• Charis
• The Longing for Love: God's Primal Beatitude
• Prayer of the Week – June 2, 2014
Image: "Sex Mandala" by Alessio Slonimsky
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