The water was calm and blue on the lake
And the wind whispered softly in its wake
The sound of rippling waves chattering endlessly
As the dipping sun caressed it wistfully
The aura stirred a whiff of romantic anticipation
A heart beat of warm tender yet agonizing expectation
The trees stood tall and straight around the lake
A towering shield a castle wall rock cake
Their shelter crumbling failing unnoticed
A passion slips stealthily through unvoiced
In the depth of the lake, at its centre, its core
Rhythmic tremors like the earth drums rapport
The turbulence begins a rumbling in the deep
The calm turns to turmoil and a charm slowly sweep
Emotions try to surface, so strong and so sure
No attempt can contain their breach of the demure
Bubbling, a volcano, an eruption presumed
Sensations once dormant, can now be consumed
Fear spreads its venom in a sly mulish way
Anxiety, apprehension, and anguish display
Nature won’t be stopped, the explosion begins
Its intensity and sound a million violins
Its pleasure an ecstasy, rapturous colours delight
Pure love, intense, delicate bursts of passion bite
A calm returns to the innocent still blue lake
Soft pleasure, content, satisfaction in its wake
The winds gentle touch an intimate embrace
A comfort, an affectionate warm loving place
A mutual pinnacle of euphoria coy and demure
The ardour remains profound and secure
©2009 Christina Sempebwa
