Alone at last to create a past
Tallest pines our own canopy
On softest bed of needles red
Alone we two as one to be

Time how belongs to us alone
All we need we have for pleasure
Silence sings as nature it rings
Just alone we two for pleasure

Moments sublime  yours and mine
A dream has come true within reality
Alone we two weve dreamed of true
Has become a dream come true to be

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terrence michael sutton
copyright  2018