To the Back of the Moon

What do you say when a certain someone asks you
to walk down this forest path side by side
for me I look at her and simply smile
and hold out my hand one more time
for in this moment that the sun trickles down
through the springtime fervor
of the trees that mighty roar with life
I cannot hide it
nor deny it
but simply in this moment drink deep and
in the arms of love abide
for i still yet cannot stop shivering
in breathless anticipation
clad in white robes breathing deep of pine

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