Wake from your winter slumber
Take my hand as we walk in the
Cool dewy morning, the first of May,
Lay with me on a blanket warm,
Wrapping us as we watch the ink of night,
Points of light drain from the sky
The orange sunrise warming our
Smiles as we explore the inner warmth
Of our thighs until the dew has
Seeped between and slippery
We slide together, holding tight
Tangled outside on the First of May.
Thank you Jonathan Coulton for writing a perennial classic.
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