Playdirt

when things are springing and i'm diggin' into a lively summer and the sun's downing the day and the earth's warm with love i play, i dig, i dream i work, then play some more i pluck, and turn, and wet my appetite for life retiring to repast i pull my digits to a pentagon point and inhale - deeply the scents from under fingernails a loamy tanged radish relishing heritage cukes meeting bliss of better boys better days, even now a botany so lustful, and good moaning too soon the cooling solstice will fallow your terra but now, your swelling, your musky fragrance brings ****** of appreciation and appetite for even more to wish to share it the sheerness of light the fragrant breeze inhales the sense of scents and a budding lingual taste - the dirt of desire © Goode Guy 2013-05-28