In a midnight in the forest,
With my adolescent sun,
I awake, behold me around,
The melancholy faced orgasm,
And satiety-starved moan.
I saw my libido mounting,
Through cozy bed and mounds,
And a damsel from mid-land crept,
With two lambs and a lake.
The forest grew dense with an intake.
The dumb unlocked the cyclone,
As the lambs appealed to the eye,
And the lake stirred trance for a bath,
Up to the lees of ecstasy’s mine,
And the lambs and the lake turned wine.