That time beside you,
'neath the green
shade of summer
willow branches,
bird watching
on a blanket,
feeding you sugar
soaked strawberries
dipped in schnapps.
Captured moments still tingle,
your hand drifting up
my thigh, moving colored
folds of sun dress
like an accordion,
your voice speaking
softly into my
hair...saying
"I just have to kiss you..."
That moment... spawned
sparks still flaming
our today...
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