Categories: E-H

by GFLee

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Categories: E-H

by GFLee

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In an earlier time, in a green land above
By the mill and the willows we made fairytale love
With the sky a warm blanket, and our backs to the rain
We thought that our pleasure would always remain

No blemish of lust, flesh unfreckled by sin
A heart made like clockwork, white marble for skin
Still waters green pastures, with one caress of your hand
I swear even the wild dog lies down with the lamb

We thought that our pleasure would always remain
Soft fairytale kisses again and again
The last moment we touched, by the river you shone
The black swan spread its wings and hissed
lo! the night came on

In an earlier time, in a green land above
By the mill and the willows we made fairytale love
With the sky a warm blanket, and our backs to the rain
We thought that our pleasure would always remain

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