The day of love drew me
like a flame in the wind
to the banks of your creek
where the sound of waters
rushing over rock and moss
soothed my hungry heart.
Walking hand and land
through giant oaks,
their naked arms reaching '
out for my touch.
I wrapped my arms tight
around the girth of your being,
suck the heat that refected back the suns kiss.
Gifts of turtle shell
grace my walk.
feeling close
to my lover,
spenceville wildlife.
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