NATURE’S GODDESS

My surreal angel is a goddess of love from nature’s green and forbidden garden,

she’s in my arms in an embrace of lust, with long golden hair the colour of honey.

How I found her is my secret, I’ll go take it to my grave

but that doesn’t matter as I have my woman and some timeless fun, here right now.

The essence of us all but only for me, her touch is like fire,

her love will be the death of me and her sex is the life stopping experience of love,

not that I care as I surrender all I know to all I dream of.

Nightmare or dream, she has the answer and soon I’ll find out in slow motion replay

in fast-forward speed…

the girl of the forest and of the spring meadows,

now in my arms.