You Stand In Carnal Knowledge Poem by James McLain

It rushes around it, it darts in and out of it.
Is it a dream, flames make you scream, to sit
around the fire, and watch you rush.Blood your mighty
river, makes you! blush, so you stand.
The stand, a mighty effort, it is thick in leaves, it is king,
it stands back again, in dropps that dripp your name.
It smiles wickedly, your knees shake and sigh, bold as
glitter, you try to fold, it back inside..
You sits then, to take it in, with just your eyes, as you watch
the hand less veil, roll back your tide, and touch the fold.
It knows your taste, it knows your smell, it knows the holy
tears that you, have shed, to keep it in, yet still it dances round
the rim of fire, with hotter flame.
Every bed, in light of day or dream of night, hides the rose
it's might, of leaves that ride the bud of sight, to beat around
the edge this queen and never walk inside the steam, it is
the greatest blush of all..it smiles inside your, forest dear......