Pink ribbons scatter across the blue tapestry
Rows of lush grass frantically cover the fields
Like melting ice cream, the sun dips below the sky
Two hands hold on to each other, waiting for more

A soft hum has consumed the both of them
Their surroundings, a mere blur, in their eyes
Cook, lake air draws their warm bodies closer
Joined as a pair, in a world of their own

Nervous laughter underlines their affection
Smoky darkness crawls over the midland hills
Finally, their obsessive trance is broken
Hours together fulfilling their hunger