Edge Of The Mist ( poetic ' love we make' version)

On the edge of the mist

Your waiting mouth is slowly kissed

By sweet natures, tender lips

That in the mist, seductively slips

Onto your mouth, to softly caress

Thrilling your heart and to undress

The hidden thoughts of your mind

Which in the mist, i will find

At the edge of natures lake

Where your heart surrenders and love we make

Done