I lie you down in the soft grass
The strands, tickle your neck,
The sun reflects in your eyes, you are beautiful.
There is no one around; the meadow is quite with sun drenched laziness,
a mild wind is rustling through the trees and our hearts beat to a gentle melody
My hands find the first button,
Slowly, carefully, undoing everyone revealing familiar territory,
I close my eyes again and suddenly the heavens open, Water cascades down, suddenly it got cold.
I opened my eyes and there was no one around,
I smiled and realized it was just my imagination seducing me.
Glenn of Brooklyn Bitters - Mystery Man
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