Archive-name: Poetry/lovertrl.txt
Archive-author: William B. Morris
Archive-title: Lover's Trail
Lover's Trail
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Galloping through fields of golden wheat
basking in late summer's heat
Reigning in at water's edge
mere feet from the towering mountain ledge
Rising cliffs of dirt and clay
keep the rushing wind at bay
Water's surface like glass a shimmer
sings of sirens's song of come hither
Upon dismounting I steady your stead
experiencing my growing animalistic need
Setting the horses aside to graze
observing this scene in a heavenly daze
Valley outstretched in summer green
trees dotted laboriously about the scene
Mirror blue lake at valley's end
fed by falls as the water descends
High in the sky the sun shines bright
making comfort an unbearable fight
Stripping down to nature's suit
we prepare ourselves for a cool pursuit
Diving into the deep cool blue
surfacing to gaze lustily at you
Easing in with the utmost care
you cause my heart to flutter with despair
Swimming so slowly up to you
encircling your body in this bed of blue
Never before has anyone seen
a picture of beauty so pure and clean
Drawing your form ever closer to me
arousing the animal yearning to be
Lifting as breast scrape against my chest
feeling your heat rise from your nest
Legs wrap around while lowering you down
impaling you deeply upon my crown
Animal lust washes us through
as deeper I thrust myself in you
Our crescent comes with deep surprise
exploding our bodies from deep inside
Exquisite pleasure comes in joyous spasms
entwining our bodies in simultaneous orgasm
Hours have passed with the sands of time
ending this day of your's and mine
Easing down upon the shore
we feast on a picnic made this morn
With feelings of unity we prepare to leave
this dreamlike setting nature did weave
I help you mount your steed on high
as off we set on the evening ride
Gliding along at a leisurely walk
enjoying the closeness of lover's talk
Across the path fleet a herd of deer
flushed from cover by coming too near
Towards a farm we start to ride
as the sun from the sky does slide
All my surroundings fade to black
while I seem to be falling back
I open my eyes to the light of dawn
knowing from whence my soul is drawn
Looking about at the ice cold gray
seeing the bars of another day
Into reality again I awake
wishing my freedom I could take
My dreams allow my thoughts to see
how I think my life should be
When life lowers to hues of blue
my mind projects an image of you
I focus upon the beauty of kinship
then close my eyes for a joyful trip.
William B. Morris
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