Pack up a frisbee in your kalthos Let's go on a picnic, My Lover Bring the essentials Yourself, myself Be my banquet My gustatory delight Savor every nibble Pack up a frisbee in your kalthos Let's go on a picnic, My love Simplify the complexities  Into us time No listening to the plangenting World outside Pure escape into wedom Listen to the sage: Love is effervescent Even when the bubbles Go up your nose It is still worth  Drinking from the fountain Pack up a frisbee in your kalthos Let's go on a picnic, My Hope As realities of time and distance clash Somehow we have touched before Somehow we have dreamed before Stay at my side Let this life be our picnic   6/7/98allrights reserved

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