Dance me through the blood-red roses,
Through the lilac dawns of waving wheat,
Shower me with summer´s yellow posies,
And bed me upon fragrant lavender sheets,
Tell me tales of Tuareg´s sandy wanderings,
And the waxing of errant poet´s ponderings,
Tell me you love me in the arms of the moon,
Through snowy Noels & crisp spring Junes,
Weep me cool waterfalls with tears of joy,
Remind me in age, that we´re still girl & boy,
Whisper me winds that waltz with the sea,
And tell the breeze that you´ll stay with me.
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