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Harvest Memories
Glorious was that day:
Star rich the summer sky
Amongst the sun warm hay
We stole a sack on which to lie
Warm was that night:
Grass framed the starry gems
Below the hov'ring kite
We kissed amongst the tall grass stems
Heavenly was that tryst:
Grass rough the bed we made
Below a dusky mist
We took our love as grasses swayed
Fierce was that lust:
...Friday 11th January 2019 4:01 pm
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