Hypaethral

I could meet you strolling on a budding summer day
Underneath the flowers of your garden we could lay
You could tell me stories - I could sing you songs in the shade

We could drink a cold wine on a blanket in the grass
Marvel at the sunlight falling through the tilted glass
You could show me pictures - I could fall asleep on your arm

Silently, we could tie violets in a bracelet you could wear
Rising, we could go striding past the market stalls in the square
We could watch the sun's descent - whisper in the rising wind
Vanish with the shadows in the shade

On my awakening, count the freckles on your skin
Quietly ascertain which life we are in today



Credits
Writer(s): Lee Mason
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