At the forest clearing

To the forest alone he came,
Unfamiliar call his soul listened,
Amongst the trees he felt the flame,
His shoes became as heavy as led.


From the clearing amongst the trees,
Dark lady with a smile stared back,
His heart that smile began to seize,
With open arms she called him to the black.


And his belly butterflies filled,
Enjoying her strong embrace,
Her arms felt soft like a bed,
Soaking every curve of her lovely face.


And there the love was born,
Butterflies wings followed his heart's beat
He was leaving but his heart was sworn,
Dark lady again he will come to meet.

The End

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