Meet me in the waves between the dancing peaks,
The wind carries kisses between our lips and cheeks,
Meet me in the ocean between the sway of the moon,
Moans of delight shall be our silvery tune,
Meet me on the mountain underneath pale crisp skies,
Where the eagle can witness our passionate cries,
Meet me on grassy knolls beneath the shining stars,
Where we trace the fading lines of old forgotten scars.
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