A Lover's Duet
The farmer's pond was still and dark
the boat was small and light
two lovers they did disembark
their pleasure to excite,
all on a summer's night.
He rowed them out and let them float
into his arms she came,
the dense pine cloaked, kept them remote
two lover's sought their claim,
their passions so inflamed.
She felt him smile, as off he leapt
from boat to waist high lea,
he beckoned her into his keep
a groom and his beauty,
all night's passions to foresee.
On the soft sand, the fertile land
he pledged his troth to she,
as maid and man blessed the soft sand
with raucous revelry
lovers in harmony.