Lazy Afternoon

Theres an old oak tree, in a park by a lake.
A cool breeze brushes strokes, through my hair in the shade.
And I listen... as you whispers to me... uncertainty in this lazy afternoon.
Uncertainty as the sun comes shining through... sweetheart...
This is something I express to you, As raindrops like water colors dance across my skin
As kisses shower me like the light through branches... on an old oak tree.

Uncertainty drops with the leaves... but we can make it up as we go along.
We can spread the colors across this blanket and with my brush bring shape...
to those beautiful thoughts. As another drop falls... I just lay there, talking in my mind; waiting.
As the paint on the canvas dries... you hold me and I let go... Sweetheart there is something I have to tell you, if you let me. Someplace in the shade... with your head upon my chest...
I listen.. and in between this clearing I look into your eyes and hesitate.

Theres an old oak tree, in a park by a lake.
I pull you in real tight, slowly moving closer
And you listen, as I whisper to you... just resting and soaking up your tenderness.
Just resting as the sun comes shining through... sweetheart
This is something I express to you, as raindrops like water dance across your skin
As kisses shower me like the light through branches... I say, I love you too.

RJ Inspired

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