Love's Fashion Model
Darling, May i dress you
In alphabetic Bytes that Mold
and caress your Manly form?
May i drape you in a Fantasy
made of Words and Nature's imagery?
We would wander thru a quiet cove
where turtle doves could make a melody
and i would find a sandy bank
and weave myrtle leaves and flowers
around your neck, into your hair.
Around your waist I'll thread some tender vines
strewn with apple blossoms sweet;
and with subtle sage plucked from the water's edge
I'll dress your thighs and slender legs.
Across your chest a sash of fiddle ferns
will make your grab complete.
And then I'll lie beside you in the quiet
afternoon; the breeze will bless the stirring
of our passion and the sun will keep us warm.
There the birds will be our serenade, the bubbling
creek their instrument. And with myself...I'll cover
you...where' ere the flowers have not done.
May I drape you with a fantasy
Made of words and nature's imagery.....
Darling....may I ...un-dress you....