Take
Me to the Forest....
Walk
with me, my darling
share
with me your dreams
Tell
me of the thoughts
that
in your eyes I've seen ~
Give
to me the notion
I've
come to understand
Take
me to the forest,
lead
me by your hand.
There's
something of a promise,
a passion
in your eyes
A message
so apparent,
it comes
as no surprise ~
With
a fraction of a heartbeat
I stop
to take your hand
As we
walk into the forest
where
I'll make you a man.
Follow
me, my lover,
come
and take your place
With
a passionate desire
wrapped
in an embrace ~
The
touch of my body
against
your naked skin
As you
feel pleasurable allure
of my
sweet offerings.
Gently
hold me closer
in the
warmth of your embrace
Your
touch so soft and tender,
your
kiss so sweet to taste ~
The
passionate seduction
of my
rousing caress
Thrills
you with desire
with
your hand upon my breast.
Come
to me, my darling
lay
on the forest floor
Take
in all the passion
you've
never felt before ~
Seductive
is my beauty,
its
captivating charm
Entices
with a pleasure
as you
surrender in my arms.
Slip
beneath the clothing
and
feel my naked skin
Softly
feel the pleasure
of the
secret place within ~
As I
cry out with desire
with
your lips upon my breast
My clothing
falls to the ground
to reveal
my nakedness.
Gently
run your fingers
along
my supple thigh
As you
take in all the beauty
you
see before your eyes ~
Unleash
in me the wanton
with
the touch of your hand,
Are
you ready to leave the boy
so you
can become a man?
Follow
me, my lover,
to the
secret place
As I
cry out with the passion
I feel
in your embrace ~
Take
me higher than the heavens
to the
clouds above,
Envelop
me with your body
and
fill me with your love.
So walk
with me, my darling,
and
gently take my hand
Take
me to the forest
where
I made you a man ~
Share
with me the memory
of the
time we knew before
Embraced
within the passion
found
upon the forest floor.
©
Christina
12th
October, 2002
"In a
reversal of the roles, this poem sees an older more experienced woman taking
a young man, who we see is in awe of her and harbouring a secret passion
for her. She has the seductive power, and the captivating charm.
She knows of her affect on men, particularly on this boy, and as he finds
pleasurable allure in her power and charm, she fulfils his dreams and fantasies
in the pleasure of gentle passionate lovemaking, as we see him embark on
his first journey toward mahood in her arms. As she teaches him and
nutures him, showing him the secrets of fulfilling a woman, we see her
desire for him to fulfil her needs at the end and ultimately his steps
in becoming a man. And then the reflections of that time sum
up what took place, as she asks him to take her to the forest again.
In all her seduction and charm, she still has the power to lure him into
a pleasure he only knew with her....the day he became a man on the forest
floor."
Thank
you Graham, for your input and suggestions in helping me perfect this poem.
