Scents And Sounds Out in early morning Leaves moistened with dew Like the taste from your lips The insatiable passion with you Hovering like humming birds Buzzing like buzy bees Again in heat of passion We roll beneath the trees Sighs and roll over Entwined in your love Amongst the humming birds Flies the softness of a dove Scents from honeysuckle Birds all hover round Sates on every part of you In the lover’s nook we found HopeBirth sign: Not entered
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