love come to be with thee
pleasure of thy heart heart will prove
valleys green
rolling in groves and fields green
shallow waterfalls
sing to thee love songs
doves circle above in approval
golden locks unfurl
rose petals 'neath us
eyes pulling closer
closer...not a word
speaking loudly
with your heart
these pleasures of thy heart
ne'er to depart
pleasures of thy heart
struck by the loving dart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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