Hidden desires

I'm staying in a big house where there are lots of people working in
the garden.

Early in the morning I get into this girls bed. She has been following
me around these past few years, and we are close.

She is intelligent. She is young. Most people would say too young. Or
me too old.  So she and me are hiding our desire. Keeping it secret.

She sleeps naked in her bed. I cannot see her body, but I know its
there, warm and smooth. I try to talk casually, "Oh, the deities of
love and sex are the same.."

"No, I don't think they are," she says, "look at Bacchus and Venus,
they are quite different..."

We both kind of know what we want, but its dangerous to go there.  She
keeps glancing out of the window down the garden path to see if her
mum is coming.

"Its time to get up", she says. There's work to be done, and when
people are up they will wonder where we are if we are not up and
working.

She dresses while under the covers, and says we should get some
cereal. We wander into the kitchen and meet her older brother, who
greets us, unaware of this connection we have been sharing.

"Lots of digging to be done today" I say, "dig dig dig!"

"Which cereal would you like?" My secret lover asks me.

I have been eating the same porridge day after day after day recently,
and I want a change. I see in a cupboard hidden away some honey nut
hoops and they look very appetizing.

I know they are probably full of junk, but they are something
different and psychologically they will give me what I need to meet
the day. At least I think they will.