eternity holds its breath,
carelessly hoping to descend upon our hour of splendor in the tall grass
radiant in flowers
hollows bathed in a dappling of gentle afternoon delight.
forever take my sight
mould me from your common clay
mixed with the air and light
of your tenderheart and sweet kisses
let me bathe in the union of our souls
an infinite peppermince
lingering long after we part.
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