I stand trembling amidst the trees
Silently kissed by passing breeze
Icicle of desire on top of the hills
Melt in lust, now that’s a thrill
I stretch my arms and swing on birch
Left to right and right to left
Buds and flowers join in drill
Dancing now, that’s a thrill
The birds come tweeting on the trees
Flapping wings as they swing with me
Wind is filled with loud clear shrill
Hear that? Now that’s a thrill
A warm soft vapor fills the air
Soaked in joy, to me they whisper
'I Love You'
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