Love And The Old Oak Forest

The aroma of Love sets the atmosphere as we walk hand in hand It rains without us getting wet underneath the canopy of the thick old oak forest A sweet mixture of wildflowers drifts our way as we sit on a log, still holding hands Soon our bodies intertwine and embrace as do the branches of these tremendous old oaks trees You swear your everlasting undying love to me as i do faithfully for you As you snuggle your head into my chest you open up your parasol As if to say to the forest animals they should not watch humans in their loving glow We embrace for hours until dusk is telling us its time to go

reefaman

I have a mental health illness and I was a inpatient in a private secure mental health hospital not because i was a danger to the public but because i myself was the only person who was in danger from me was myself and that will reflect in my poetry...

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