The Picnic
The Picnic Our blanket is spread in just the right place, and the sunlight through the leaves dances gleefully on your face. The season’s change is coming, but not on this uncertain day. A slight chill is in the breeze, it only hastens our love’s play. The wine and cheese patiently await their fate, as we explore the possibilities and just how well we both relate. Consumed with each other, we don’t need a referee. And we constantly affirm just how fit “the fit” can be! As expected and desired we linger lovingly with each...
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