And I remember when u said, everything's gonna be alright...Laying in the summer grass, u told me not to talk so fast...And then I told you, just how I feel...You made me feel right at home, u told me I was not alone...And u knew...Just how I feel...
They lay on a picnic rug, on the grass, where the strand met the fields. Staring up at the clouds the two lovers closed their eyes, nestled arm in arm.
After a moment he opened his eyes, looking up at the clouds. The fluffy white against an electric blue, like her eyes. He gently ran hand along her cheek, her chest gently rising and falling...
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