Encore Under The Trees

so it be that the breeze in the trees    
shall bend and break and bow
not for me I'll do as I please    
my knees stay firm on the ground  
   
so it be that you stand and shiver    
at what you see and feel and need    
not for me I'll do all to tease    
and squeeze my lips to deliver    
   
so it be that the juice of your seed  
bleeds into my mouth    
and greed of the deed and envy me    
"Please.." I hear your encore shout  
   
not for me to dismiss decree    
and on my knees stay down    
agape I wait in wanton state    
coaxing the last drop out.