Eden of Joy

a poem by Abraham Oommen

She led me to the valley of fancy
Misted the air with aroma of flesh
Garden of pleasure and ecstacy
Fed me on pomegranates sweet
Drank I from the juicy fruits
Rested lying on velvet grassy patch
Roused in me lecherous fancy
Atune to the lewdness nude
Explored the nook and cranny
Deep, deep we went to the fountains
Entangled in rhythmic twists
To a stifling squeal and a nap gentle