Waffles

Come with me nakedly into the woods
Bathe with me gracefully there in a pool
Of pure water, steam rising in the dark air
Dark as your shadow, dark as your hair
Submerge and rise your chest against mine
Entered as two and risen entwined
And then we go and have breakfast waffles
Because these verses are just bloody awful.

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