following quickly the scented feet
swift with temptation naked and fleet
I followed you into your grove
and watched you recline on the wet stones
and in that instant I was ensnared
by the desire that led me to dare
to join you in the humid noon hot and fresh
to become as one merged flesh
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
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