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Click hereFrom feathered heights I saw such sights that put fire into my veins,
A blaze with lust, I fell and cursed; I'd never be the same.
Below they bathed, innocent clad, their skin so tempting taut,
Such things to teach, they felt my reach, temptation newly sought.
Back they sank unto the bank, their legs spread, shame dispelled,
Kneeling, blazing, my manhood proud, my lust soon to be quelled.
But then it burned, the bush alight, its message loud and clear,
That I had been seen, my sin so keen, I crumpled in my fear.
One day, I know, I will find them fresh and fill them with my seed,
Their flesh, so ripe, will welt and split to sate my fallen need.
Until they do, my lust is met, returned with love and beauty,
My hand in hers, I take My Angel, her protection now my duty.