I love you - come in peace
Above me where you sleep
Here below is where I am
There oft yonder is her keep
Summer's nearly here and I the heat
The breeze when felt by some
Begs off for rain on naked skin
A path not beaton seldom used
Leads down winding to the sea
The large flat rocks we lay upon
Can never speak on what they feel
She swollows all the rain that she
Can get, he asks for more
The secrets of our youth by two
Have lived and died by us
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