Canto I
Greetings Son of Laughter, amid the green oak's bough,
For if in truth you are no lover, the secret is with me now
Bend your ear this way,
that I may bite the rose,
Draw my finger slowly down, from eyebrow to your nose.
Flicking then with tongue of fire,
taste the sweetness of your lips,
Swallow with a warming glow, the honey as it slips.
My cheeks do nuzzle the throat now drawn, following to shirt, sky blue
Button by button it falls aside,
and I go to heights anew
Your breasts they puzzle me, now, though not before,
How small and firm a man's breast is,
Hair soft like the shirt you wore,
Warm and firm,
I kiss them.
CantoII
Lain up my back I see the sunlight through our bower
Shudders my body reluctantly, my heart it seems to cower
Then gently, ever gently,
brush back the sunlit hair,
Smiling eyes you soon begin, I'm no longer there.
Touch that takes me to the clouds,
ever harder moving me
Sunlight through the voyeur treetops,
Rocking back and forth with thee,
Come now sounds of laughter, sounds that call your name
Sounds of love ringing in my ears,
sounds never twice the same
I laugh and cry all at once, again with joy released
Then I look into those eyes,
where the laughter never ceased.
Dare we not, Smiling One, to let the words pass on
Lying there within your arms,
until the laughter's gone
Joy in all vibrations,
rising with the wind
Clean rain upon the tent folds,
where Heaven sees no sin
Canto III
Farewell to thee Son of Harmony
Thy laughters ring is mute,
Always will my body sing
to the music of your flute
Farewell to thee Son of Mystery
I kiss thy Cupid's bow
And all my days find happiness
in the special love, I know
Lest all should be forgotten
And there should be no more
We'll dwell in Love together
Behind a well shut door.
From: I Come to the Tent by Mickey Sutton P.
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