In my mind’s eye I see a clear running stream,
with a carpet of moss thick and deep green.
And a truly majestic weeping willow tree.
The leaves are thick, The boughs pulled down,
their tips swaying, gently touching the ground.
The day is clear and very warm,
in the field of wild flowers the honey bees swarm.
The birds sing sweetly as they fly to and fro,
feeding their young so they quickly grow.
Butterflies flutter and dragonflies shine,
in this secret world of yours and mine.
A basket of food and a bottle of wine,
in the willows shelter we slowly dine.
Shedding our clothes, we play in the stream,
like children in an elders dream.
Later... behind the curtain of the willow,
the moss and my breast a perfect pillow.
Free to share our lovers’ embrace,
our pleasure in each other we slowly take.
Sleeping together after our passion is spent,
here under the willow, natures tent.
Arising much later refreshed and renewed,
to the glorious sunset and the forming dew.

Authors Note: Sue Maddox, Copyright 1992, All Rights Reserved 

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