Wilderness...

Wilderness

When wilderness swallowed me

in her verdant web beneath tall trees

that rose above a crashing sea

I became the object of her devotion

and under poplars received her attention 

while wrapped in shadows there common

She consumed my essence partly shaded

while I stood there somewhat jaded

absorbing her wild disposition unsatiated

With a quickening pulse drumming in mind

and her loving ways soft and kind

I satisfied desires I'd hope to find

My pleasure peaked as her spell surged

with muffled moans barely heard

that drifted over the ocean surf

So, under Summers sun on shaded hill

wilderness surely fullfilled 

my dream as time stood still

Now, I recall in jest

that her name wasn't really wilderness

However, she was definitely the best