under the cloak of darkness
in that otherworldly
netherworld
that never never land
where he makes all
my things wonder full
he lets me
sip from his gorge-ous fount
slipping down trickling moist
he lies quiet as I mount
upon entry and exiting
I noisily leave a thick
trace
under the cloak of
midnight
a satisfied smile
on his dark face
SWT
in that otherworldly
netherworld
that never never land
where he makes all
my things wonder full
he lets me
sip from his gorge-ous fount
slipping down trickling moist
he lies quiet as I mount
upon entry and exiting
I noisily leave a thick
trace
under the cloak of
midnight
a satisfied smile
on his dark face
SWT