She Said to Him…
Come lie with me on the soft green moss
in the heat of this summer’s day
and I’ll give you delicious, impassioned kisses
to take your breath away.
Let Nature witness our wild love-sport
among the spruce and pines—
hunting rare ecstacies with our senses—
tracking each other’s pleasure signs.
Deep, desperate growls and surrendering moans
will guide us on our way,
bringing us stealthily toward the unity
of Love predator and prey.
August, 1996 revised April, 2004
Flowerpoet 