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| My field(1-1-01) Out on a trail overlooking a large field A field I would like to make love in As the rain, drops steadily upon our backs The soft grass would be nice to lay on The wind blows slowly and a chill runs up your back Bright gold & magenta rays mix as the sun sets Under a large Oak tree shading us from the little sun left Sounds of a nearby river calm me Ripples of teh water dropping into puddles Both entirely drenched we decide to take up the opportunity Though it's getting colder, we both can only warm up from here As we are making love in this open field Under our Oak tree, sun setting beautifully I think what would be if I had never met you Not much time do I spend on those thoughts I am making love in my field with the rain Now my fantasy is fulfilled! R. E. Knight |
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