lake dreams

So you have seen the green.
The fullness of the mountain tops
Rich, filling the sky
And the gentle streams that flow by.
You have laid your eyes upon things as I,
Tell me your visions and just what you realize.
The wind blows wild tonight...
Does it take your hair?
Does it wrestle your heart?
I am listening, tell me love’s sweet plot.
Would it be the gentle brush of the hand?
A candles glare as eyes that stare
The flicking of its wick.
Would the trance mesmerize you under a spell?
As for me, to be crafty as a witch
Could I cast and for it to be as I tell
To make you melt before me
And share unto each other as we please.
With the softness of your tongue
Across the fullness of our lips
Come let me taste the warmth,
Once again, I whisper come…
The wind wild tonight
As a beast from within
I hear down in my soul
The twisting and the twirling
As the wind rustles the leaves again.
Close at hand
For you to feel the comfort of my hand,
Gliding up and down,
Soft and then with force
Delivering strength and your sweetness, so moist.
Music plays soft in this place
The notes bring forth to us our rhyme
Gentle I want to feel
The sway of your hips as you grind.
Lay quiet and listen to the moon
She speaks...
Words and simple, less doom
She spreads her rays across your curves, at bay
And as I close my eyes…
The wind takes me across to you…
Over a lake as you sit, naked, in the nude
This to be our… interlude