Lavender Satin
Come dine in my field of lavender satin
And taste the sweetness of forbidden fruit
In this picnic of love's sweet kisses
A spread of pleasure beckons in afternoon sun
As you tip the velvet with sweet caress
My sweet wine flows with each kiss
Savour sweet honeyed taste of desires
Deep within you drink, your fill
And when satisfied and satiety lingers
We'll lie entwined, beating hearts stilled
MPB (c)
Frome "One Year" Share
