Poem: Heaven’s Nectar

She is a drop of heavens nectar,
a taste of miracle wine.
She is a sight to die for
and I wish to make her mine.
Intoxicating is her laugh,
debilitating is her touch.
Sultry is her talk and soothing is her walk.
Spellbinding is her smile,
marvelous is her style.
If she is the last person I see, I will die content.
Blessed to have experienced
God’s perfect present.
No heterosexual man
can resist her sensuous charms for long.
Her words have mythical powers
like a nightingale’s song.
I used to search for destiny,
but I search no more.
She is forever like waves
predestined to reach the shore.
And I will cater like a puppy
to her every whim.
Until her bodacious cup is full
of joy overflowing its brim.
She is my jasmine fire,
she is my purifying flame.
She is a drop of heaven’s nectar
and _________ is her name.

By Sean R. E. Munnings
The Raga~Lover

Copyright © 2006 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.