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Looking up at the
Bathing in the and stars
out at the lights
Feeling outgrow its scars

She the dewy grass
her silk skirt
Surveys the mass
Blooming a world of hurt

There's like tonight
She feels the wind along her thighs

Sweet May, all the heavy rain you
Turned the cold ground a garden of lust today
And she waits for another

Starting at thirty three
The in her eyes still screams
For more love, and great folly
Peering through a man's dreams

And she'll, in turns, stop and start his
a hurricane

There's like tonight
She feels the wind move her thighs

he'll succumb to all her charms
And the scent of lilac will the time
Her long flowing hair lay across his
As he gazes at her prime