I and thee, we,
nude, under the old oak tree.
Hug and kiss, bliss,
all attentive, so nothing I'll miss.
Grass and flowers, hours,
lost in the gentleness of Aprils showers.
Exertion and time, climb
and reach for the feeling sublime.
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