In the Botanical Garden
The night of silence
The lovers walk
Aimlessly in the dark
They look around
Eyes playing on their
faces
And they smile of what to
come
In the Botanical Garden
They hold hands
Whispering nothing to the
breezes
They have just one common
desire
The lust in their bodies
When they find a secret
place
Nestling amongst trees and
shrubs
They walk into it knowing
eyes
As they sit the buzzing
echo begins
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