With a garden
And a fountain
In the garden fountain
I meet you
You rub my back
The fruit of love
Sits in your thighs
The golden appeals
You move through the vine
In the forest of my flesh
Where flows a young stream
The fruit of love
Is on your mind
You are off the mark
The x on the spot
Sounds your end
Like a trumpet horning in early dawn
The fruit of love
Is in you
Exactly at the centre of you heart
A beautiful landscape
With a garden
And a fountain
In the garden fountain
I meet you
You kiss me back