A Striptease

The daughter of ocean is now in her teens, On the top of a tree I see her preens, Sweetheart, nature has taught you to fly, Spread your wings, for the naughty sky, Why don't you fly, I know you can fly? High with the winds in the endless sky, Take off sweetheart for the flight of love, Don't know the way; you may follow a dove, Learn the art of lightning from the sun and stars, Touch hidden strings within you are guitars, Thundering, showering fall on the towers, Kiss the rainbow show of the nudist flowers, Touch them and feel the aroma of God, No more refrains, I now want a nod, The roof of trees and the roots of plants, Everyone is waiting for your showering grants, Have sex with apex of the high mountains, That is direly needed by the dry fountains, Play this game with the green forest, Come from the east, come from the west, A hug will cool down the heated sky, Now is the time, now you must fly, Have a peg of wine, will you please, The earth is ready for a Striptease.