Through the half closed teak wood door
Hypersensitive, shy moon's light surpassed,
Oh beauty, Holding the dream whilst thy bath
What is in thy mind?

Filled with unending desire
Drenched in the lake of shyness
Attracting desire to thy tenebrous womb
In the last hour of night
You espied a relentless ride;
Arum flower witnessed the holy act....

Committing the act thy decided to hide
My Friend, hiding finger's touched thy space
The economics of need can't be undarkened
A clover was offered at thy feet
Awaiting thy response, days surpassed

The courier of dream hath come
Putting an end to the endless wait
Shocked at the earthly present,
A tide hit the chambers of pride
'Goose-foot' was thy answer