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Love in the Heath
Youre lying clear on Summer clover
Eyes shut body wide
Evergreen green freshness drifts on
A warm breeze light¸
I come to you as a lover
Eyes open I hide
Through woody brake closer I trace anon
Stirring butterflies to flight¸
Youre framed by wild rose and daisy
Like a field of lips and eyes
Watching and caressing
Wooing you with lusty fragrance¸
And I like Pan through dim and hazy
Timber stoop in woodland guise
With laurel vines entwining
Head and wrist and lance¸
Softly the west wind loves you
Kissing each breast to peak
And rolls over your tapering waist
Blowing tingling at your thighs¸
I watch in stealth from garland pew
Worshipping silent and meek
At your altar holy and chaste
Your splendor brimming my eyes¸
Ah youve spied me now I think
I saw your hazel orb peak my way
But Ive been still and hardly a breath
Perhaps my traitrous heart you hear¸
Youre smiling now a flush of pink
Rises on your cheek and breast so gay
Do you smile for me secluding in the heath
Or for the Summer day abounding near?
Terry Krabbe
copyright Terry Krabbe Co¸ 1990 all rights reserved