Dusk, As The Carnal Scenes Burst Forth
Now comes the dusk, a prelude to this night
by Captain Cur
of vermilion skies and dream filled slumbering.
O tempestuous colors of delight
brazenly creating landscapes as these
the mountains and seas all encompassing;
descending in waves round this spinning earth,
dancing with nature in untoward glee,
wanton visions bare lustful gods in mirth
offering pleasure as the carnal scenes burst forth.