Sunny green meadows
with wild growing flowers
a lovers paradise
lanes lined with hedgrows
falls of delicate showers
for here we shall fantasize
carresing the moment
with gentle feelings of bliss
as warm soft breezes blow
the overwhelming content
of that first tender kiss
as rivers of emotion flow
the grass will whisper
while close to our ears
and carpet the earth were we lie
we induce our surrender
show our joy with tears
it is happiness makes us cry.
2007-02-19
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