Bunny Loves (re edit)

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Come,  
Pull up a chair, 
six horses strong,   
carry me away to
someplace beautiful.   
    
Where we can run wild   
without looking back, 
happy with  
hearts blooming
Soaring high
till breathless from flight,
losing speech when  
laughing out loud   
till tears run
 
calling me bunny
Loves Mr Jones,  
carving it out  
for each to see
 
And we'll travel
hand in hand, 
me and you
stepping off, 
into spaces between 
 
Reborn 
to another place