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Nothing Else to Do
in the mountains
in a forest
by a rushing stream
dappled sunlight
is reflected
sparkling to seem
an hypnotic
and erotic
mesmerizing force
overwhelming
senses drowning
returning to the source...
sounds of ravens
green leaves waving
sky above still blue
as I wonder
distant thunder,
thinking thoughts of you...
dashing, crashing
water splashing
sunlight bouncing too
lying on the ground
I'm found in
nothing else to do...
in a forest
by a rushing stream
dappled sunlight
is reflected
sparkling to seem
an hypnotic
and erotic
mesmerizing force
overwhelming
senses drowning
returning to the source...
sounds of ravens
green leaves waving
sky above still blue
as I wonder
distant thunder,
thinking thoughts of you...
dashing, crashing
water splashing
sunlight bouncing too
lying on the ground
I'm found in
nothing else to do...
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