Nectar

Like the morning dew glistening on the blossoming lotus rose

The petals of the lotus rose to spread their wings of love

Rising like a volcano from the mist of the oceans of passion

Like a bud of the daffodil, the nectar, of the lotus rose

Whiffing the flowing passions of the oceans of love, from the heavens gate

The nectar, arising out of the folds of the petals of lotus rose

 To be caressed, to be kissed, by the lingering touch of Rangrasiya

The nectar, intoxicating the senses of Rangrasiya

With the fragrance from the flowing love potion of oceans of fantasy

Love potion flowing over the Nectar like the fragrance of elixir

In the valley of the flowers

The Nectar, softly becoming crimson, from the touch of the passion of Rangrasiya

With the oceans of passions engulfing the rising bud of Nectar,

In her flowing waves of passionate love lust

The droplets of an elixir of loving passions, glittering and glistening on the Nectar

Sending waves of the tide in a storm, from the passionate kiss of Rangrasiya

And the lingering loving touch of the moving tongue of Randrasiya on Nectar

The Nectar rising from the folds of the ignited in passions petals of the blooming Lotusrose

Immersed in the flow and the fragrance of the elixir of passionate loving senses

Inviting the flickering tongue of Rangrasiya

Wanting to be intoxicated in the passionate embrace

Of the lingering soft kiss of the lips of Rangrasiya

Nectar rising like the horn of the Unicorn in the garden of heavens gate

Longing to be mounted and mesmerized

In the erupting passion of the rub o

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f the lust of the love thorn of Rangrasiya

Nectar moving back and forth ever so gently, in the cosmic flow of passions

Of the rub of love thorn of Rangrasiya, filling the garden of heavens gate

With the elixir of passions and the ignited full blossoming petals of Lotusrose

Becoming the crimson red lips of passion

With the tsunami of the elixir, flowing like the oceans of fantasy and passion 

 Engulfing the love thorn of Rangrasiya

In the glistening, flowing elixir from the blossoming Lotusrose depths

Nectar frolicking in the passionate embrace of the lips of Rangrasiya

Gleefully laughing and playing in the smooth

Softback and fourth touch of the passion of the tongue of Rangrasiya

Nectar loving the feeling of turning to deep crimson

In the folds of the petals of the blossoming Lotusrose, in the garden of heavens gate

 With the fragrance of the elixir of passions

Flowing from the petals of Lotusrose

Glistening on the lips of Rangrasiya

Filling the senses, even of all the love thorns, in the valley of the flowers

The love thorns who rise to embrace all the daffodils in the valley of the flowers

Just wanting to be enticed by the glory of the Nectar

Nectar the divine bud of passion

In the folds of the ignited petals of the blossoming Lotusrose

Nectar the envy of the ignited flowing passions of heavens gate

For Rangrasiya to embrace, with his love thorn

And engulf in the passions of his lips

Nectar the divine bud of Lotusrose

The heavens gate, the Lotusrose, The Nectar

You are a woman

You are divine

You are a woman