Lost in Nature
I'm craving an adventure where it's just us,
Alone.
Lost.
Free.
And view the beauty of nature together,
You.
And.
Me.
To sit there without society's judgments,
Tranquil.
Still.
Bliss.
And hopefully end the night with a,
Long.
Slow.
Kiss.
We'll do everything we've always wanted to do,
Spontaneous.
Impulse.
Reckless.
And there will be no one there to tell us,
You're.
Being.
Careless.
Because isn't that the point of being young,
Wild.
Rowdy.
Immature.
Life's one big question waiting for an answer,
I'm.
Still.
Unsure.
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