The Sinning Beauty

There she lay,

her matted hair on her soft white bosom
her pensive eyes probing deep thought

An hour since , she thought
An hour since :

The starry evening, the lake
like a sheet of glistening red ,
her mate did find her reclining
on a soft shaven rock
In one quick motion,
he slowly came upon her
her pink flushed face cringing
him somewhere in the middle;
the white heat of her linen clad (body)
beguiling him
Like a desert traveler stooping
for a drink
his sinewy legs did give way
for the unbound vigour
unto fulfilling his priapic desires
Slowly he undid the laces
that shadowed her fulfilling fantasy
And as he set forth on a
noble mission
to conquer the empowering white
A zephyr struck, ---(a light wind)
and the \\\'twined souls did
further close
She did feel that overcoming feel
Nature saw them in pure bliss
Ecstasy embowering them
she moaned breaking the ever silent motion
a bird there twittering its sleepy wings
So full of passion she pressed for more
the now starry evening embalming love
As his lips touch her flakes of fire
ticklish nibbles did fill the night
coming and going ,breath by breath, without any fuss
he did culminate the ultimate
Crying as a sick girl did ,
the night sky echoing her pleasure cry
And there , the two lay
\\\'twined as though coiled snakes

And as she watched
her Love arise
dripping in dark water
she knew not what Fate had unlocked

Ten springs hence,
Now drained of her youthful sheen
and lost to her, once her heart ache
walking along the quaint roads,
the city lights twinkling in the far skies
where from exiled on illicit verse
Spotted the lake,
which saw him planted,
the spirited boy who clasped her hand
But quickly , her walk quicken\\\'d,
her breath shortened,
Had she seen someone on the shore ?
The form seemed same,
the sounds the same,
the motions did too,
But only,
the lass seemed not...