Do you remember those days of spring
When I would rest under the trees
Keeping my head on your lap
And listen to the melody of the cuckoo?
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Oh what beautiful images you paint with your poetry... my favourite the lovers with his head on her lap.8 can just jmagine him staring up at her taking in her scent and the way the light hits her face...and her feeling the warmth of his head on her lap caressing his hair :)
Listen to the melody! Thanks for sharing.