Beside me, lay your head upon the grass, and gaze into the sky above
Watching t
he soft, white, clouds drift silently past.
Feel the cool, earth below, as the tips of grass tease your skin.
A gentle breeze caresses sweat glistened skin, leaving an electric charge.
Whispers gently shared, lovers promises, tomorrows keepsake.
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