Beneath the Yorkshire sky so wide,

Where hills and valleys gently glide,

The creatures great and small abide,

In fields where golden sunsets hide.

A sparrow’s wing, a horse’s mane,

The shepherd’s call through gentle rain,

Each life a thread in nature’s skein,

Of joy and sorrow, loss and gain.

In every breath, in every heart,

We share this world, we play our part,

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We glide on neon stardust,

two creatures in heaven,

your laugh a comet tail,

my heartbeat its engine.

Silver vines wrap our ankles,

time melts like blue ice cream,

we lick constellations,

spit galaxies into the stream.

When the sky folds inward,

we’re origami of light—

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