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Lover's Hour A rain like mist, a whispering wind, a rainbow hugs the sky. Sagging bough's and rain soak flower's as lover's loose a sigh. Blistering light from the golden Sun, a sky so calmly blue, a lifting cloud in the quite still air, to mark where wild geese flew. Twilight comes and all's a hush, over mountains, beneath the hill's, scampering animal's cease to rush, as all life's rhythm stills. A starlined heaven night has met while Moonbeam's hover there as host, a streak of silver lined in jet, as lover's then will boast. |
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Just something from my youth.
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