Intimately Posed
Picnicking near purple clover,
we're lulled to sleep by buzzing bees.
And lying there under the trees,
we let our feelings take over.
Snuggling up close, with our eyes closed,
my fingers gently stroke your hair.
And our hearts feel as light as air;
two lovers, intimately posed.
Blanketing us with dappled light,
Sol tucks us in with a warm smile.
And even goes that extra mile,
rerouting every cloud in sight.
As reality pauses time,
love forges two souls into one.
And makes our moment in the sun;
extraordinarily sublime.
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