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Shall we head up to the river?
Flowing crystal tide.
Its surface reflective as a mirror.

Perch, ruffe, trout reside;
Choose a fishing rod and reel.
Up-to the margin of the river stride.

This atmosphere surreal;
The two of us together.
Our mind questioning if it’s real?

An autumn gust blows;
Crisp copper leaves.
The precise moment, he proposed.

Shall we head up to the river?
A moment deep, that chants forever.

 

 

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Form: Terza Rima

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