By the Stream Beside the Meadow

On a grassy bank beside a trickling stream I view her ebony locks of which I've dreamed Naked she is bathing in translucent crystal clear As I long for her shapes to shadow me near This short distance between us in natures surround For soon we will be in clinch on her sacred ground Whilst all around there are sounds of wildlife lush It leaves you in marvel as it quietens to a hush I turn my head in this most dreamy of place As I capture her beauty that nature has graced The cooling waters from the pure running stream Cascades down her body this fluid supreme Her ebony locks down her body caress Naked to bare we have no need to undress On a blanket of tartan we kneel down as I dry My love, my lady as we look into our eyes Shaped undulations awaken thoughts in my mind As I lightly touch my dreams start to unwind Our adventurous hands now in wandering roam Amidst the greens and colours in this harvest home Beneath the blue, two torsos in mix Feelings of desire have us joined in transfix Pleasurable movements like soft rolling waves Cresting in the breeze as we internally crave Our love heightens in joyous serenade By the stream beside the meadow, our love displayed http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-13.php