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My Love Lies Bleeding (Part Iii)
I will never let her go again, neither turn away my attention from her. She is my love. These silent vows I make, as we, abreast, pass over the amaranths to the stream to gather chestnuts among the stars. We are restored with the vine on grassy banks, and my love lies sighing, while I rest between her supple breasts. Her hair is lain in waves upon my cheek and neck, and with our fingers we curl each other's locks, weaving them with wild flowers to complement her ribbons. Suddenly, a quartet of songbirds sing our song, and my love is compelled to flit and flutter through the meadows in joy and laughter, glancing at me with playful invitations. So, I give chase, studying her bounces and realizing no marks are left upon her callipygian. Reaching forth, alas, catching her, I sweep her around in a toe dance. My hands caress her voluptuous form and rest securely around her waistline at the small of her back, while she strokes the girth of my flesh. She holds fast my body, and with her arms around my neck, I lift and place her. She surrounds me and embraces me with her legs. Her hips slowly gyrate with mine; as we gaze into each other's eyes with soft and broken, wet kisses, I gently lay her down, once more, among the impressed meadow rues, as the meadowsweets look on in the field of flowers.
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