Lie With Me
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Valerie Dohren
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Lie with me
in a golden field of sun-ripened corn
beneath a beckoning sky
We shall listen to the gentle breeze
rising and falling, rising and falling
in sweet crescendos
synchronised with our love –
whispering, whispering
Lie with me
we shall seal our togetherness
with moistened lips
and eager breaths
before the falling of the sun
and the coming of the mellowing night
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