The Tree is forbidden
Thats why we climb it
Not for its fruit
We will bring our own
The bondage we seek
Tied to The Tree
Where is the spirit
The Tree is a symbol
A lofty perch

She wants The Tree
The nature, the experience
To feel in the air
It races my heart
Pumps my blood
I want it too

The Tree is a symbol
Of what I'm unsure
I see her, bound to the branches
High in the air
I explore her, stroking her hair
Flying about and free in the wind

My lust increases, tasting her flesh
The heat increases and makes me insane
I've stripped her bare of all defense
She's mine to explore
Here in The Tree

She's bound to the branches
High up in the air
And if I lose my grip
I'll crash to my death
That is the fear that makes it so real

No one is watching
We half heartedly hope
She laughs out loud
And screams to the night
I check all the bindings
Making them tight
She begs for release
It's no where in sight

I bare myself, there in The Tree
Standing there naked, there in the air
I've found my old friend the one I call fear
The Tree is forbidden
Thats why we have climbed it

My length increases
I want it inside her
She begs for my passion
I taste her fright
My tongue is a snake
Traveling her length
It stops just a moment then plunges inside
The river of passion increases the flow
She howls in excitement into the night

The world is gone and we are alone
Alone in pleasure while up in The Tree
Bound to its branches and reeking of lust
Alone with each other awaiting the thrust
The Tree is forbidden
But climb it we must

I pause for a moment to taste her thighs
Then climb up The Tree just a little bit further
And stand up tall and stand in wonder
She quiets her self and opens her eyes
They plead with me to come inside her

I've lost my control
I cannot deny her

I straddle her form she's tied to The Tree
The motion begins
The passion is freed
The pleasure increases
Up in The Tree
The Tree is forbidden
Unless you are free

The fear increases
How long can it last
The night is madness
We howl, we scream
We have escaped
The tired old sadness
Explosions of lust
Increase the flow
The sweat of our busts

Erotic ecstasy pierces our souls
The night is gone
And we shine with a light
A light of freedom born of two souls
Who know what it is
To feel so free
Who live the excitement
Of stealing The Tree

~A. Stray Dog