The Wood Comments

surreal, a pleasure to read

well... a wandering did I dost go into... those dark and dank woods lured... by those bedroom eyes and... words uttered with a carefree abandon... not knowing where this path... could lead too, but hoping for some... carnal delight little... did I know that I yes... I... was the delight on the menu.

Oh! ... Poet! ... almost a forbidden sensuality.... to be consumed...

You prefer why dark dark Touching the blue vein And smooth fingers Sparkling in the moon light?