The Stork

Something I threw together some time no more explantation than that The Stork A body trembles and it sweats, Most everyone regrets. Bodies mesh, The mind becomes renewed and fresh. Ecstasy invokes a room, Seduction by some alluring fume. Blankets tangle, Emotions mangle. Gasps escape, Some voluntary rape. Caressing leads to kiss, Moaning delight, immersed in bliss. Beauty by a touch, Nothing felt as such. A moment shared, A child bared. -June 06 Sheena Allen