Summer's Zephyr

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Unseen Waltz Among Canopies of Trees,

Delicate Maneuvers Rustle Their Leaves,

Delighted They are at this Playful Tease.

Soft Kisses I Feel being Planted on My Skin,

As My Locks Merrily Sway in Your Gentle Wind.

I Heard Your Faint Whisperings in My Ear,

Aloud Nothing Spoken

But

Your Thoughts My Heart Did Hear.

Sweet Nothings of Promise and Comfort You Left with My Soul--

Peaceful Love Happiness unto Me You Forebode.

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