Her Eyes and Mouth…

Her eyes and mouth both opened wide

When ‘neath the willow tree she spied

A youthful man, lain to the trunk

In self -afflicted pleasure sunk

 

His eyes were closed as if in dream

Against the bark he did right look

As dew on grass his flesh did gleam

And as a leaf in wind he shook

 

At first a rage in her did quell

But of what kind she could not tell

Though as the pang through her dispersed

She found she was with wonder cursed

 

Relentless as a tumbling stone

She saw, now down upon her side

And like a rock from static thrown

She followed fast, caught in the slide

 

Against the ground all damp and hot

Where creatures writhed within

Tremors from some distant spot

Passed by through soil, shrub, skin

 

Ascending like the morning lark

With midday sun they glowed

Then striking as one lightening spark

‘Twas with the nearby brook they flowed

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