Meet me
where the wildflowers grow
where our worries
melt away like dew
in the summer air.
Meet me
where the sun won't
ever stop shining,
where the moon
will always keep her glow.
Meet me
where the edge of the forest
kisses the water of the river,
where our hands
will touch once again,
for they have been reaching
for each other
for so long.
Take me where the wildflowers
grow in the summertime,
where the sun never stops shining
and the moon cradles our skin.
Take me where the forest rises
up from the river,
let me follow you
holding your hand.
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