Poetry

Gentle petals velvet feel
Colors mix with luminous steal
Giving away beauty, a priceless thrill
 A bud of a flower...
thorn covered stem,
what was the meaning of loving man than?
Entwine with pleasure, fueled with pain,
the ecstasy of beauty is like a pulsing vain.
Soft silky petals, sweet aromas dance
Blossoming embrace, hidden chance
Smile formed expressions
Starlit moon, none other could be mesmerizing as you
 Enhanced intentions, fragrance of love

Though there is none greater beauty,
than a efflorescent bud.
 
Written by,
Goldie Lopez
 


{ You know I find myself always writing poems like this. I was wondering what kind of poetry is it? I'm writing poetry that tells a story with adding just a few words or using words to describe, yet are unrelated to the actual poem, though still connects to it. }