Fields of colour

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By michelle hoult

In fields of colour She wants to be Among such calm And awe With erotic dreams And curtain clouds, And the ambient light of love. Magnetic compass draws them closer, Giving credence to their love With cleansing tides of colour She lay now among his arms, Peaceful and respectful, In fields of green, She wants to be Calm and awe inspiring

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