Best Stile Poems

The green valley and the winding stream
The stone cottage within my dream
With a shady porch and easy chair
I see my love, peaceful, sitting there

Contemplating, waiting for my return
I see those eyes, with fire doth burn
With these thoughts I walk the mile
The twisting road, field and...

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Not your ordinary, average date,
a country ramble,
a stile a gate,
and here's the pitch,
“We won't go far, or stay up late.”
Now he and she sitting silently,
beside the flickering fire,
innocently she believes, camping separately
within tent, is where they will retire.
But his fuse was lit
when first they met,
longingly...

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