Silent was the evening
nothing amidst us,
not a thing creeping
'cept a poignant lust
for heat rose amongst places
unseen, untouched, untravelled
hands carressed and possess
flesh, sweat and vowed
pleasure above all foreseen
innocence vannished, lust
remained the only air breathed in
and the only battle fought unjust
Deliver me from bad,
make me feel good!
The earth stood quiet,
while we young lads
with imagination to explore our worlds
imploring for more,
craved peaks and heights
yet bathed in beads of sweat.
The earth stood with respect,
unphased, yet waiting
wanting to let nature's course
travel thoughout and within.
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