Peaks that touch the sky,
trees give dimention to otherwise flat hills.
The scent of pine tingles in my nose.
...
I feel the cold crisp air rush my face,
as i step out of my rustic cabin.
I breath in the fishy lake water
and the sweet pine trees.
...
The setting is perfect for you,
the Tetons touch the sky in front,
and a feild of wild flowers blows in the wind behind.
Your casket sits in the shade,
...
I awoke with the sun shining brightly on my pale skin,
the blankets rumpled and kicked to the floor.
My pillows smell of tangy cologne and sugary sweat.
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