Would You?

by D. Hepburn

If I lay in the cool of the moss
Soft and pleasing to my senses,
And listened to the wings of the
Bees and butterflies
As they gently fluttered by,
Leaving their honey
Like a golden trail along the crevices
Of my skin,
Would you touch me
Like the damp dew on morning grass?
Their emerald tendrils, pristine and seductive,
Making me tremble
As your lips part mine.

The azure sky is my cover
And the pine cones waft around me
Leaving me open, exposed
To the nectar of your love.
Would you take me there again
and feel me, taste me -
Love me till I'm spent?
Would you make a rainbow from our sweat
Or a love arch of magnolias
Whose soft petals match my own.
And how would you kiss me
If you took me there again?