Between Clover and Dampened Earth



The Farmer's Field

 Today I walk
 With my lover,
 My footstep light,
 Careful 
Against the dewy ground,
 His steps 
Strong. 
Steady. 

Morning mist, 
Ethereal, 
Magical, 
Curls around us,
 Secretive. 
Dreamy.
 And it is only 
 He and I,
 There in the fog.

 We walk without words,
 Our footsteps
 Our breath
 Make soft sounds,
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