Sounds Of Ecstasy
22 August, 2014
Author: Lamar Cole
The rooster is crowing.
The grass needs mowing.
A piece of hay in sweetheart's hair.
A cool breeze blowing in the air.
Love in the barn loft.
Heavenly, sweet, and soft.
Passion beyond compare.
The sounds of ecstasy floating in the air.
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