In garden green, on cloth so white,
A girl lay bare, in soft sun light.
Upon her, I, with gentle grace,
Found solace in that peaceful place.
The sun and I, kissed her skin so fair,
A summer dream beyond compare.
No sound but birdsong in the trees,
And whispers carried on the breeze.
The world stood still, just you and I,
Beneath the endless, azure sky.
A moment caught, serene and deep,
Where love and beauty softly sleep.
T.M.Solvang
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