Retreated from frost and burned down the ice
Ululating cries hushed to a tone of a hummingbird
Felicity marred all negativity surged
Engulfed in porcelain physicality we were
Like two blooming youths, lusted by sexual atmosphere
The lies, sailing their sails away
Alas, our eyes gazed a sway
Spinning around cajoling senses
Sex, lust, passion and void of defenses
Embellished, is a new old chronicle
Delighted senses awakened and unfurled
