Stretched out upon the grass
Beneath the starry skies
The moments slowly pass
As I gaze into her eyes
The meeting of our lips
With eyes tightly closed
The warmth of her breath
And meeting of our souls
He devours and slowly savors
The sweetness of her taste
The amassment of many flavors
And not one gone to waste
The coupling of skin upon skin
Lasting for a lengthy period of time
The slow building of intensity within
And eventual descent from the climb
Then, as suddenly as it began
It all comes to its end
The hazel-eyed maiden departed
And the day has come again
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