Waterfall

Down by the riverside

Sweet Appalachia above

She sings sweet melodies to a man below

Mask of twigs, lovers entwined

She kneels down in light

To the spirits of her future

Calling upon shadows,

She holds her lover tight

“Till death do us part”

In the mountains, past the sun and moon

Among the many paths lovers walk within the heart

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