And When Those Feet Kiss the Grass
They swayed in ecstasy
With the young wild wind,
They cried in tears of dew drops of joy.
Their roots moaning
To be buried deeper into the land of love,
Their love still seeking to be selfless
Having been trampled over a million times.
In those billion kisses between my bare feet
And the zillion lips of grinning grass,
The dusk rose to a romantic night.
A blushing sky overlooking two lovers,
Immersed in a love ever not so blind.
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