Pollinated

I lie in your arms.
I would live in this moment;
wallow in the peace.

Your nipples erect,
your breath, soft upon my throat;
this is my heaven.

Your scent arouses,
wafting from blood-red petals;
moist, freshly opened.

Dew drips from the Rose
Nectar, moist upon the stalk;
Love, pollinated!