Swaying trees of green -
Absorbing the summer light...

Losing your way in a flowering field
Hiding the shame with a virtual shield...

The bees among the sycamore
Hover proudly up ahead...

Unto the bed, the lover's crypt of joy,
We unravel a passion deep and pure...

Mutter softly your delicate dreams
In fields of corn, where sunlight beams...

Dazzling golden fields,
Luxurious in the sun...

Sweet sugary lips
Warm, tender and inviting...

As we embrace the moment
Sweet vanilla aromas...

Don't let me suffocate
In this sea of broken dreams...

My
One true...

I'll always be right by you
I'll always be right there...

You'll find me,
Beneath the bridge...