Rock ... Rock
Rock ...
Rock ...
The dry leaves crackle under our blanket
One of only two sounds that find me
The other is her
Rock ...
Rock ...
Pure and lovely
Wanted and wanting
She is all
Rock ...
Rock ...
Skin against skin
Joy upon joy
We find heaven for a time
Rock ...
Rock ...
There is no pain and we suffer not
There is only Us
Us and the autumn leaves
Rock ...
Rock ...
I can not tell her sweat from mine
Everything is as one
As our bodies
Rock ...
Rock ...
I hear my name on her lips
It sounds natural
It feels right
Rock ...
Rock ...
Her hair dances across my face
It smells of strawberries
Strawberries and Us
Rock ...
Rock ...
I feel it and her body tenses and trembles
I see the passion being excised
I see the pleasure become too much
Rock ...
Rock ...
It rolls over me and I lose control
For a moment I feel one with the entire world
I hear her playful laugh
Her shy laugh
Her dirty little girl laugh
Rock ...
I fall to the blanket
The crunching leaves greet me
With dry and welcome applause
I love her
I love her
I think that she loves me, too
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