Under the Gods we share,
Tonight they saw…
Not Ordinary, first of all…
Love affair, drawn in calm air
Up on the hill,
By the old water mill.
Rolling the dice; like gods will,
Letting this southern romance spill…
Soft spoken, locked eyes
Intertwined, with long sighs..
Pushin you against the car,
Lonely, no no, by far...
Moon shines upon me and you.
No mortal can turn back time.
Tasting the soul on the dew,
Our body’s, silhouette mimes
Taking a page from Robert frost
All time is lost.
Pursue and follow through,
to loves beautiful view.
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