Along the fields,
Of green grass;
The night sky,
Shimmers like glass.
I lie there with her,
Staring into the stars;
Only a slight rain,
No sign of cars.
For miles on end,
Just the two of us;
I reach over to her,
Our two hands touch.
A wonderful feeling,
I've never felt before;
An amazing thing,
I've always longed for.
This essence of,
Something I can't describe;
It's a feeling of.......
Of being alive.
A tear dropp rolling,
Down my cheek;
For what, though...
This reason I must seek.
Looking over to her,
Wondering how I found her;
Another tear drops,
As I hand her a flower.
But the tears must go,
My mood has changed;
No more crying,
In the rain.
The clouds disappear,
The sky is clear;
The moon comes out,
Away goes my fear.
No one around,
For miles and miles;
The one thing I look forward to,
Is the days she smiles.
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