Yes he thought and no he said lest she should burn his hands
Free the mind with love behind and put the pain in sand
Lost in woods with stones in pants he went searching for water
Eyes in tears and growing fears she ran her body after
One last look was all it took to pick his soul and soar
Breathing fresh with mint inhales he felt the river roar
Filled with moon and light and breeze she knot her raven hair
Feet in cold and waves in her she tucked her thoughts with care....
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