Sitting beside the trees.. and ticking through hands…
Incubating to envelope the glipmse of you in eyes..
Pleasure the lane.. by printing your steps on land..
And your aura semblance my healing soul and rise…
Laying on green plane..with clouds all black and..
Blooming you inside and silently the brute in me sighs..
Bursting with alluring rain… With red on brown sand….
Killing you on your back and holding back for a new try…
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