A new lust
seeded yester night
during sleep
by hands unseen
in the fertile soil
lying within deep
all afresh
as I woke up
saplings of love
mushroomed in my breasts
softly I caressed
the lovely little things
dreams have come true
yes, poppy plants they are
intoxicating me
with luxuriant vapour
lalitha iyer
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-new-desire/
