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Anemones Appearing
Deep in the woods, on the side of the hill,
Celandine, primrose, violet flower;
She lays down, with her wish to empower
The thrusting, taking and seizing of will;
And, there on the slope, as nature stands still,
Waits for the spring rain: the mildest shower,
Ensuring she's damp: just let him tower
Over her placid form, ready to spill...
His truths and his wishes; his hopes and needs;
All of her cravings and intense desire:
Well, she would quite like a taste of those goods;
These keep her in shadow, ensure he seeds
Her fantasies - dreams, that he will require
She shares all quietly, deep in the woods.
Celandine, primrose, violet flower;
She lays down, with her wish to empower
The thrusting, taking and seizing of will;
And, there on the slope, as nature stands still,
Waits for the spring rain: the mildest shower,
Ensuring she's damp: just let him tower
Over her placid form, ready to spill...
His truths and his wishes; his hopes and needs;
All of her cravings and intense desire:
Well, she would quite like a taste of those goods;
These keep her in shadow, ensure he seeds
Her fantasies - dreams, that he will require
She shares all quietly, deep in the woods.
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