"IN THE MEADOW"
White, wind-swept wigwams
Snow-capped peaks in the distance
Surround our meadow.
A brook--- silver thread
Waist-deep and winding wetness
Divides our meadow.
We lie, live, and die
Regenerate and fly
And soar into the sky!
Our lusts and our passions
Are fueling these progressions
Through organic creations!
White, wavering walls---
Your willing breasts and you thighs---
Surround your meadow.
A crease--- pink crevice---
Wistful and winding wetness
Divides your meadow.
We lay, love, and play
Re-discovering the way
To be happy all the day!
Our lusts and our passions
Are fueling these progressions
With orgasmic submissions!
copyright 2006-2008 by Michael Lofton