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" New Lovers " Two new lovers set upon a walk one day, climbing a steep path up all the way. A very special, sacred, secret place, blends of nature's beauty and grace. Like wild flowers, love would blossom soon, intense infatuation in the month of June. She had been my lover for a short time, auburn haired girl in a sun dress so fine. Sensuous smiles and secret shared glances under the falls two lovers took their chances. Trust in each other and a happiness in tears of secret place remembered over the years. Lovers so enraptured they could barely speak, gently held each other down by the creek. Standing young and naked under a waterfall, as a siren's song echoes through canyon walls. Now the months and years have slipped by. My lover and I share those times and cry. Watched the world change to shades of gray as we climbed the path to Heaven all the way.
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