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Let us ride

into a sunset's silhouette

to the far side of the land

which leads to an autumn lake

where white plumed swans pirouette

Lets hold hands in golden fields

Run through pleasant hay scent breeze

which blows gently,suddenly

brushing slightly across our cheeks

On a blanket we would lay

by  the graceful willow tree

'Neath its boughs our dreams come true

Trapped emotions be set free

As the tangerine moonglow

casts the softness of its light 

from the dusky blueblack sky
 
I walk to the hidden old chateau

with my alluring beau

He would seal my waiting  lips
 
with the moistness of his kiss

I would let him brush my hair

with his fingers'tender care

And as I wrap within his arms

with still tears upon my face

He would harvest what he sowed

My pure heart in deep embrace

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