Like A Moth In A Bell-Jar

I feel I'm amidst a pollen lily wave Heady with trembling allusions touching Me in a darkened bed chamber reaching Beneath satin bed sheets, it awakens me. I'm suffocating dripping with fern wet dew Heaven knows how it allures me to you Deep down, my whole being takes root: Bird like wings pressed back - spiralling. Like a moth in a bell-jar! It smothers my cries ever longing Longing to cry out; ever longing She must cling on to her lilies stem Shake free the pollens forming, again and again. ........ I feel I'm in a pollen lily wave Heady with trembling allusions touching In a darkened bed reaching Beneath satin sheets he depraves me. I'm suffocating dripping with dew Heavenly he knows me too… Deep down; he takes root Spiralling… Like a moth in a bell-jar He smothers all my cries ever longing To cry out! Ever longing I must cling on.