Snuggle down beside me under this tree,
let the hot sun shine on our toes
and cool grass tickle with the breeze,
and intertwine our thoughts
speak of memories and futures yet to come.
Yet no professing will prevail,
feelings are kept secret
afraid to speak of an ultimate bond
that would bring our hearts together as one
with fear of what we have
leaving for eternity....
It's not that kind of love.
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