Our Room beneath the Stars

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Our hands held out a blanket

and on the grass it spread.

With gentle arms it welcomed

and gathered us to bed.


Surrounded in its warming,

it brought us heart to heart

that we might stay forever

and never have to part.


The night's breath caressed our skin

and smelled of flower bloom

until we thought of nothing

beyond our starry room.

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