A View from a Valley Well
As I drew from your valley well .......waters sweet last night
My eyes were transfixed on your nipples erect and tight
Your fingers like the harpist lost in song
Were dancing upon these pink peaks so long
Beyond these matching minarets
My eyes espied your round ruby lips
These labials lisped that eternal sacred love song of the bed
Captivating is the view from your valley to your head