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| >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Romance/Love >> ID #1843681 |   |
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Lying in clover, slowly touching all over.
Cool moonlight, to dreamers, seen flown down in streamers, like love that does hover between one another, among the clover green. This sweet, sensual scene is ever and truly, by no means unruly, a love unbeholden turned green into golden, the couple to King and Queen. This is true love's dream.
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