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And lo my beloved I laid my hand of love on your hand

And share my mindful thoughts of love with yours,

And verily we walk in autumn groves beneath old gape vines

With hand holding and fingers entwined,

Forsooth I say there has never been a better moment than this

To share and embrace and perchance to kiss,

Those sweet ruby moistened lips

In this place of solitude, peace and bliss,

Our innocent entanglement could not be remiss

If it was not to go like this,

And on a river bank lo we lay down

Listening to the waters tunes abound,

And there and then we declared our love

And as autumn leaves fell from above,

Entwined we did what lovers must

And consummated our yearning and lust,

With quiet moans and tender thrusts

With petticoats raised up and with your trust,

We both felt strongly that we must

Flow like the river and drown in each other,

And in that moment did we both doth come

To peaks and climaxes yet still not done,

Half clothed half not we writhed in pleasure

As I did find and plunder your trove of treasures,

And never have I seen your eyes so brightly lit

Or see you body arch demanding this,

And then as the song of insects and nature played

Our torrid love and lust display,

Ended on the verdant riverbank delightfully

And I had furrowed your being truly,

And you declared lo you have wooed me

Taken me and verily moved me truly,

And now you say you would not want to lose thee,

And neither I would want to lose or forsake you either so readily,

So agreed it was from this day on

We would each day renew this bond,

And lay and play where and however the mood takes us,

This is our timeless story of our love and lust.