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Jul 2018
Come with me to the meadow,
I’ll weave flowers in your hair.
Life is not so important,
To miss what we find there.

Come with me to the meadow,
Your fingertips I’ll kiss.
With sighs let deep within us.
We’ll find Elysian bliss.

Come with me to the meadow,
Soft touch upon your skin.
Belies the heat of passion.
Held longingly within.

Come with me to the meadow,
I’ll hold you ‘til setting sun.
Beneath the cloak of darkness,
Two become as one.

Come with me to the meadow,
Cast fears all to the wind.
My love to you eternal,
and WE shall never end.
Written by
Cecil  69/M/The Meadows
(69/M/The Meadows)   
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