Infused⁠
By Sam Yau⁠
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A circle of aspen trees ⁠
outstretch their branches for us ⁠
to lie beneath their canopy⁠
the leaves rustle in the gentle breeze⁠
shimmer in the morning sun⁠
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Above the foliage, clouds swirl-waltz⁠
against the satiny blue sky, celebrating⁠
the melding of two kindred spirits⁠
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Song thrushes fly-dance above us, chirping⁠
There is a place for us, us alone⁠
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You lay your hand on mine⁠
while we lie on the green grass⁠
a fireball stoked by our hearts⁠
twirls between our palms⁠
we are floating up, up and away⁠
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The fire you ignited in my soul⁠
is burning bright⁠
spreading out of control⁠
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I am infused with you.⁠
I am drunk in our co-vibrations⁠
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Your hand has never left⁠
maybe it never will⁠