You Stand In Carnal Knowledge

It rushes around it, it darts in and out of it. Is it a dream, flames make you scream, to sit around the fire, and watch you rush.Blood your mighty river, makes you! blush, so you stand. The stand, a mighty effort, it is thick in leaves, it is king, it stands back again, in dropps that dripp your name. It smiles wickedly, your knees shake and sigh, bold as glitter, you try to fold, it back inside.. You sits then, to take it in, with just your eyes, as you watch the hand less veil, roll back your tide, and touch the fold. It knows your taste, it knows your smell, it knows the holy tears that you, have shed, to keep it in, yet still it dances round the rim of fire, with hotter flame. Every bed, in light of day or dream of night, hides the rose it's might, of leaves that ride the bud of sight, to beat around the edge this queen and never walk inside the steam, it is the greatest blush of all..it smiles inside your, forest dear......