We were young, remember? Only just of age, lying, after warm kisses, Bathed by jasmine on the breeze, On mossy foothills, dappled With the blue of myriad gentian, Outshone only by your lustrous eyes Gazing up into mine, And then, beyond me, to snow-coated Matterhorn looming over us. That killer peak offered challenge But a more sensuous venture lured us, With that
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