(Dedicated to the unknown gardener) <br /> <br /> <br />Furtherance, that your thighs amid mine, <br />it is my command, my desire that you are here. <br />Let me hear your dulcet tones to soothe mine ear <br />and your image to appease mine eye. <br /> <br />The day stretches before me as an ocean before a ship, <br />on its maiden voyage to the final destination. <br />My arms and thoughts in purgatory, until we are <br />braided strands of hemp, risen to the universe. <br /> <br />In a state of repose am I, yet make haste, <br />firm in the knowledge that I am yours. <br />My love, my love, my love.<br /><br />Love love love Rachel Ann Butler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forthwith/
