two doves sitting in a tree

two birds chirping at the morning sun

one’s beauty in a reflection at the pond

 

a picnic for two on a grassy green hill

an oak tree

and butterflies too

 

television and the media

humor and the people who make it

music to my ears

and your whispers too

 

a cool breeze

or warm hug

a scented red rose

or a furry little friend,

my pussy cat

 

an enchanting evening

for two at the lakeside

 

a lover surrounded by candlelight

bathing with too

water down the back

or whipped cream too

 

experimentation

a dare devil inside

 

a close dance

body against body

grinding passion

and intimate wonders

 

philosophy, pornography and people too

beauty and earth itself

and oh, my galore!

 

navels

navels

navels

 

a fetish for navels

eyebrows and eyes

perfect hair

 

skin to touch

caress once more

a belief in blood

and a beach night calm

 

seasons changing

warm and wet

cold and mine

 

an embrace

a smile

and painting you

 

imagination

hope

and ice cubes

 

temptation

lust

and desire

 

and most of all

she

she herself

being who she is

she

she stimulates me

 

 

 

© 1998 David Greg Harth

98.01.25.20:40:00@NYCUSA