Dreams, Contrasts and Realities
Dreams:
Memories of Deep Oak Wood
'Twas on a moonless night we met,
Singing like a couple adept,
Our voices brightly trilling,
Our bodies courting,
Betwixt the trees of Deep Oak Wood.
In silence overpowering we met,
Kissing like a couple adept,
Our lips closely touching,
Our senses fulfilling,
Between the trees of DeepOak Wood
In dawns early light we met,
Crying like a couple adept,
Our tears unhappily flowing,
Our relationship ending,
Within the trees of Deep Oak Wood
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