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Under the apple tree
Sitting on the brown leaves
Maybe you’ll dance for me
A delicate moment of blue in the field
Pinwheels and daisies
Dandelions float in clouds everywhere
Whispers on the sunshine lake
A lover’s languid vision of days
Under the apple tree
Blossoms fall while you kiss me
It’s August everywhere
Ruby and amber leaves in your hair
Breezes across my face
Cicadas keening in the fields
Purple streaks across the sky
Like neon jets of gaseous fire
It’s August everywhere
Late evening showers
Throwing flowers into the flood
See them swim in the honey rain
Smell your damp hair falling all around me
It’s August everywhere
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