In the morning, the heavens opened and it began to rain. Bella grabbed her umbrella to get to school, as she walked out of the hostel the first
Now see her caught in the throb of a drum
Now tippling from hide-brimmed stem
Down the lineal veins to ancestral core
Noble opening out in her supple tan
Her nibble to limb like fresh foliage in the sunLook how entangled in the magic melodic music
The magic dancer in trance she treads
The intricate pattern rippling Crest after Crest
And make sure to meet the green clouds of
The desert
Fabulous fierce tremulous beats wake trenchant
Like the chant of the spirit its melody
In her heart a descent descant tingling quick
To her finger tips and toes virginal habits long
Verily rudimentary organ for tongue
I should answer her communal call
Lose myself in her warm caress
Intervolving earth, sky, sea and flesh
To match tongue for tongue in flirt.
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