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Brush Grass From Our Knees

We will walk by the water amid those tall verdant trees,
then lay in long meadow grass sampling the breeze,
that carries the scents of wild flowers to soften the air,
and while I look on you with love you will play with your hair...

And later when we rise to continue our walk through the wood,
we will talk in those love whispers that are only understood,
by those with great depths to their hearts and their souls,
who view people as people and don't treat them like ghouls...

Love truly is the only reason for us to feel we are fully alive,
for no other emotion can bring us more pleasure and pride,
and as we wander through dappled sunlight under the trees,
we will kiss and hold hands and brush grass from our knees...

©Rhumour
August 10th 2013

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