from the nettle that drops
down onto my hand.
It tantalises my taste buds
and as I stand,
to see the rain come,
for I know that the sweet song
of life is neat.  For I
love to love, and I long

for the taste of your sweet dew,
as I caress your body.
To love you is what I fell
inside my heart, as body
to body we move as the
heat of night grows,
hungry, I am for your love,
and free from all my woos.

Getting up from this feeling
makes me feel uneasy
as I have to show my
true side.  And as we move to the rhythm
that I feel deep within
the Earth, the taste
from the nettle, as we swim