Mountain Maiden

Desolate near a mountain top,a maiden sighing high; While floating gently above the ground, Clouds went tiptoeing softly by. Beside this sierra tall and steep, Yonder where the insects creep; This angels eyes now beckoned: I clambered up the slippery side, Not waiting for one second. A confetti of butterflies,were making way on wing; The maiden now opened her eyes,when a lark began to sing. Beneath some trees,the rustling leaves; Were conferencing just in murmur, This heart began to pound so fast,it seemed so full of fervour. Now stars came out and brightly shone, They danced along my way; My woman now with song and dance, Had woken out of slumber; A sign to mean the time had come, To know we're two in number. I smiled upon that lovely face, So full of joy and feminine grace. We made love now,like two so skilled; A night it was with pleasure filled. --- Princefreakasso (Artist and Poet)