A Lover’s Fling

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Night comes to the meadow.
Two lovers entwined in the shadows.
A soft rain begins.
Bringing tingles to the skin.

The air is fresh.
Lovers fest.
A night bird sings.
Bells in the heart ring.

A lover’s fling.
Sweet love is the cream.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.

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