Tree Of The Lake ( poetic ' forbidden fruits' version)

Tree of the lake, i see you rise

Spreading wildly across the skies

With the waters of life around your roots

I wait to gather your forbidden fruits

 

That will fall before my eyes

To grow wildly between the thighs

Of sweet nature, her branches spread

Open wide, ensuring i am fed

With forbidden beauty, that flows and slips

Before my eyes and over my lips

Done