the roses bloom
without perfume
the air smells of sweet grass and rain.
The sky is gray
summer on its way
and a welcome sight it is.
But hold me near
in this chilly dawn
the cold floor my only fear.
Because the greatest joy
that I can share
is spending the night dreaming
beside you.

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