The Shade of a Tree
By NAOMI1873

	Under the thick, soft shade of a tree,
	if sorrow should find you, 'tis where I shall be,

 	Where wind blowing whispers 'Oh bones lay me down,
	to melt in the ashes of soft shaded ground,

 	to revel in sweetness thy skin 'o to skin,
		and forfeit no movement of such takings in,

	I shall bask in thy pleasures 'Oh glorious grey,
	'till weakness from such things does hold me at bay,

       	white flesh tis so blushing with no darkened hue,
	your glory though offers thy humble refuge,

	where lovers may linger in hollow's delight,
	'till bodies are spent and then swallowed by night,

	I will bask in dusk pleasures of things not, and to be,
	in this kind lover's refuge, the shade of a Tree.
		End.
		By: Tina Reed....Naomi1873