The Hill Above

The hill above, coloured green

The hill above, where is seen

The tree of love and of bliss

Where you share, a lovely kiss

 

That does thrill your tender heart

Makes your defences, slowly part

Against the tree that rises high

As the love birds , they do fly

 

Over the hill, coloured green

Where your passion is now seen

Pressed against the shaking tree

Where its seed is now set free

 

Done