A Seduction: Perfumed Lanes Poem by Lonnie Hicks

Walking through
my fathers' garden
lilacs in bloom
the walk-way
perfumed;
drugged
my senses.

I surrendered
as you
spoke
of plans and dreams;
I felt content
to be there doing
nothing but being there
talking with and listening to you.

The sound of your voice
is soothing to me.

You used it to love to me,
without evening knowing.

It taffized my heart.

Your mouth;
meserized me
the way our lips moved.
it all flowed-
pouring out over me like a gentle water fall
splashing down to my Soul Pool.

And I allowed it all to fill me up
in the walk-way
on the perfumed lane
in the auburitum
while the birds sang
as I took in those sweet breaths
of Jasmine and Lilac
of flower-petal hearts beating
you washed over me
and I let you.
I flowed over you
and you let me

I allowed them
to over-brim and fulfill me;

my scarf
gentle-stroked the summer breeze
fluttered gently
and I said yes, again and again.

You seduced me.
And I you,
we both swaying
in the
lilac breezes.