Nature's Lust

Gentle she quivers
As she lay
Breathing
Basking
Embracing
The hot sun
Kissing gently
Dewy lips pressed
So tender
Upon her
She darkens
Yielding
To desire
Soil on fire
Burning
Her core
Molten
Rooted
Vibrant
She blooms
Heady in scent
Perfumed essence
Wanton
Craving
His bounty
Touch her and
Lay with her
Trembling she lusts
For Nature’s thrust
This blade of grass

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