Underneath the Willow Tree
It's underneath the willow tree,We're lying face to face.
It's underneath the willow tree,
I have finally found my rightful place.
The crickets chirps of lullabies,
Are carries on the breeze.
But lost within your thoughtful eyes,
Is where you shall find me.
The touch of your skin is ecstasy.
So soft and so serene.
Then there it is, that special grin,
Upon your face, it's plain to see.
Your teeth are bared, so sharp and sleek,
Drawing me to you.
I love you dear, you move my hair,
Exposing flesh so new.
Just take a bite, it calls to thee,
The blood within my veins.
And then I shall be one with you,
Through and through again.
With just one kiss,
My crimson tears start falling down blissfully,
For crimson tears is what you need,
When underneath the willow tree.
And underneath the willow tree,
I shall stay with you all night.
For I am yours, eternally,
With only, just one bite.
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