oh my sweet Baucis
loosen your neck
and don't feel
your own passion a betrayal
our love tied many desires
together in a good mix
until there was a stumbling
that made us doubt our choices
I own my fault
and you will face your share in due time
but no matter where we wind up
in this earth you will know
we will wind up entwined
in an eternal grove somewhere
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
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