Same Rhythm With Nature Frogs

There on the couch she snoozes and lay Easing her back from a tiresome day, Put on music to entice her imaginations And there in the forest she found herself in deep hallucination... Then he comes, with a picnic basket on his hand Blanket, aged wine and a flower which is rare of its kind, Laid the blanket on the ground and summon her to come By his side, be with him as they watch the sunset this time. Wine tasted their lips as they have the first sip Adoringly look at each other with love so deep, Their hands meet, as he bends for a kiss Profound happiness is felt they don't wanna miss! Yet blessings of rain comes dropping in They run for shelter, giggling hand in hand, Off they haste and find a shelter under a tree Shiver in coldness, closer than close they ease in glee! Frogs croak and dance at nearby pond Singing merrily they seem have fun, At the wetness and coldness the rain brings Yet coldness draws them naughty as they do the deed! Hmn…they look at each other and naughty smiles seen on their lips She wink at the thought and he knows what it is They have same thoughts, same lOve, and same lUst Same wanting to fill their longing deeper than deep they hope to last. So at same rhythm as the frogs keep on singing They too felt same rhythm of their deep urges and wanting, Letting their body melt at profound heat, oh, so amazing As they kiss and move and touch with same rhythm! But alas! One frog leaps on them, indiscreetly croaking Hmn…better run then and continue the rhythm There is a good place waiting Where damn naughty frogs could not disturb their mating! Inner Whispers (Ha ha! Dedicated to my FROG PRINCE! (wink!) T'was fun making this.)