BED OF GRASS

Author: Debbie Tegtmeier 2006

The gentle breeze
Of butterfly wings
Stirs memories of my youth

And sweet perfume
From fragrant blooms
Drifts over the morning dew

Alone at last
On our bed of grass
In a deserted meadowland

I know in my heart
Well never part
All I want in life is this man

The aching bliss
Of my lovers kiss
Brings shudders of pure delight

With his tender caress
My love I confess
And our passion is quick to ignite

Like flower leis
And daisy chains
Our bodies lay intertwined

From this day on
Our hearts become one
Our destinies forever combined.