One precious day the sun warmed the grass The wind gently brushing against your lovely self How good is it to roam On the soft grassy meadows Where the sweet wind drifts The perfume of your body I lay under the shade With a sensuous girl in my arms Who is willing to share her with me I wish I were a mirror So you can see me I wish I were a tunic So you would wear me I wish I were water So you would drink me I will gladly be a scarf For your gorgeous body, a pearl For you soft neck, But never a sandal.. For you will trample all over my spirit.
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