As the earth has gone to stone and spirits roam On life's trellis of winding ivy and wrought iron I cannot comprehend a world without trees And your lovely green eyes with lips to tease A medley of romance on an ottoman of moss Or a forest without leaves or a walk in the woods Of umber and oaks where castles once stood Where we made love beneath the moon's canopy And the stars chandeliers
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