She lead me into the deepest woods
where silence spoke in loving whisps
and showed her ample longing hips
to open places of the weirdest moods
And bade me welcome to her open space
where I was lost in dreams and tangled hair
she bit my lips & skin in sunlight fair
and all was air & gasp & utter grace
For every fear was blown away
in seconds from my trembling brow
the sky lit up in drunken sway
Ere we suspected when & how
we’ld see where love would lay
and praise the proper then & now
ill. Gustav Klimt
