I’m ready now My Love to walk closer, to go deeper, as we watch the sunlight streaming through the forest,
absorbing the darkness surrounding the oak trees and the pines, in the coolness
of the morning. Hold me My Love, and let’s lift up a prayer, thanking Him
for the beauty. In close, and as we touch each other’s hair
the light dances, on both of us.
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