Sweet rivers out from the body.

Sweet rivers out from the body
chant their songs.
Parting the curtains of your garden
stands a rose
delicately.

Delicately,
the air distills the sweetness
as only a woman can do.

Placing in the midst of my hands
the sweet rivers of your body.

Daintily moaning,
swollen wild love juices
oozing out
of the opening
petals of your rose.