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The Willow Tree Of Love

Come my love and lie with me
Under the weeping willow tree
In the shade of the midday sun
We'll chat and laugh and have some fun

Gazing across the fields so green
And flower beds like you've never seen
Watching the squirrels forage for seeds
I'll take you in my arms and tend to your needs

As the sunlight strokes your silky skin
You're lost in the moment of forbidden sin
The fire in your eyes ignites passions deep
Through the pours of your skin pheromones seep

A crescendo of pleasures rip through your mortal form
As your climatic release builds into a storm
Thunder and lightening explode through your veins
And your inhibitions break their chains

Riding a tidal-wave of passion and lust
Tipping over the edge with one last thrust
We are swept along in a moment of bliss
As those rosy red lips I tenderly kiss

We lie together watching nomadic clouds
As they drift across the sun like mystical shrouds
Soul mates entwined for all of nature to see
Lying together under the weeping willow tree

© A S May 2015  

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