weeping willow and a rage unquenched
dying embers, burning heart, soul unsinged.
warm flesh, a blush soul consuming, a hunger begins,
the taste of your lips, inviting forbidden sins,
eyes ablaze, a game untouched, no winners,
two bodies intermingled, forbidden sinners,
a craving, a moisture, a desire so fierce,
hands glide over, a fantasy no rules may pierce,
in the shade, below that big willow tree,
your passion completly swallows me.