Sweet Flower of Love

In the melting heat of a summer day in mid July,
I see a young virgin approach a gurgling fountain.
I linger in the distance, as my eyes watch
This flower of love gracefully stoop down.

Sunbeams glisten in the wetness
Of her cinnamon colored shoulders
And the rosebuds of her succulent breasts
Peer through the nakedness of her white, summer dress.

Curls of jet black hair tumble across her sun-tanned face,
Denying me a glimpse of her lucious lips
Devouring the nectar in the liquid silver drops
That bring refreshment to her parched mouth.

Oh, my sweet flower of love,
That you were as thirsty
To drink from my
Fountain of love!

Submitted by: seekerblue