Wildnights

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Traveler

A distance, adrift

plenty of nights like this

where memories speak

like leaves on a tree

whispering in the distance

a song for just you and me

and ever so gently you grab my hips

as we propel ourselves onto the tree limbs.

And never could I resist

simple moments like this

just you and me

alone in the wilderness.

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