My Angel’s Garden (joannuszka Slisznuszka)

My angel’s garden be luxury of nature in all splendor
as shades of her passion to compose her femininity
in colors of delight to my sight
whilst softness be delicate to the stroke

My angel’s garden be of engaging scent as is her rose
of crimson to adorn this most intimate place of her sexuality
for it be fragrance of desire to fill the senses
whilst imagination take flight of ecstasy

My angel’s garden be of fertility
to deliver fruit of delicacy on to my palate
as to savor source of lust whilst juice of rapture
does seep on to my thirst to not quench
save augment hunger for she angelical

My angel’s garden be graced by rose
ever beautiful in its scarlet ardor
to receive root of my being
with tenderness of lips to deliver kiss
whilst it takes growth to dwell
in flower of adoration

My Angel’s garden be lovely foyer
of supple golden foliage against rose
to escort my root on to the paradise
where does lie the dearest of emotions
of she who is my angel ever true

My Angel’s paradise be one illuminated
by aspiration of carnality as root
of mine journeys in adoration
to be found in the depths of her place of lust

My angel’s paradise be consign
of tempestuous waves
to hail my root in homage
whilst thunder rages above all
which be longings not alien
on to she who be slisznuszka
of her dear tutor as he
be slisznuszkek on to her

My Angel’s paradise be sanctuary
on to root of mine whilst frantic war
occupy attentions of pleasure
to incite intrusions of fantasy
on to my Joannuszka’s soul
as ours might become one of bliss

By: Gianni Truviani

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My name is Gianni Truvianni, I am an author who writes with the simple aim of sharing his ideas, thoughts and so much more of what I am with those who are interested in perhaps reading something new. I also am the author of the book entitled “New York’s Opera Society”.