Across the field I spy a tall and handsome man. In tall grasses does he lie. Knows he where I am? His gaze turned toward the heavens, What thoughts do weave their way? Does he see such visions, of things to come one day? Eyes turn to where I stand. A smile turns his lips. This makes me feel so grand! Tis the way of such courtships... I move to lay beside him, and see the heavens too. My vision seems too dim to see what he must do... So eyes closed, I feel the beating of my only heart. These moments be so fleeting, would never be apart... A gentle warmth engulfs me as warm lips meet my own. I need no eyes to see - For from his heart tis shone. Timeless be such bonding. Eternal this love is. Ever it's abiding, Always am I his...

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