Gifts to treasure
Bring so much pleasure.
If we do not measure
The weight of a feather.
Come sit by me and be free.
Underneath the weeping willow tree.
I’ll serve you high tea
While enjoying earth’s canopy.
Looking into your eyes
With longing is no surprise
Hypnotized by the inside
Such a delightful prize.
Sensual pose exposed
Cleavage grows.
Musk rose.
Offering Primrose.