Salamander

Dearing in dripping simmer,
Dream a simple shoot,
This way to a drifting dandy loft
Rest easy to the somber,
Breathe deeply with those steps,
Swim into the misty terrain

One must wonder how to clean the body
They must stutter to the stunning tones
Some can’t grasp to the spring of life
None can’t halt to let passion flow
Many try to tongue the drive though,
For wild thoughts can pave lasting roads

These thorns and berries are adorable
They rinse skin round and down
With wild thoughts they pick the lips,
Using sheets they lay gently down
With bumpy sleekly lumps they’re wrapped plumped,
Holding an endearing form, a warming mound

Bask on gases leading from heights and depths
Lure the dual duo, lewdly
Cast amphibian stories to a later time,
Later on where they’ll be lessons 
As the rays bake away the later worries,
Save the strange feelings to stay skin-firm