She grew to languid maturity a snake of humid nature accustomed to wave and sun unaware she was hot He grew to manhood a snake of human flesh accustomed to spontaneity aware she was hot He idolized her gentle Culebra her sensuous Cristobal Port imagined a channel his finest conquest In dreams he tantilized her Miraflores planted seed within her Gatun Lake then withdrew to rest at last in vast Pacific Heaven But she resisted his advances sent mosquitoes out to kill For every yard of her he took she slid upon him rocks and mud Thus she slew his legions thwarted his seduction allowed no man to chattel her quite aware now she was hot But he persevered tried gentler means and finally made his entry which passage she found sweet Now she draws him quite on purpose clothes her naked slopes provocative with vines and flowers inviting his lingering presence With her sides so decorated her waters sweet she returns spontaneity the gift he gave her