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It was autumn there and we made love under the stars every night. Of all the times we were together, it was always in nature. So natural. Her body was familiar the first time we touched. She was maternal and knowing and everything was so safe. We were invisible to the rest of the world being lead by whimsy and good intentions. If a path was there, we would take it. Naked on a salt flat, we acted out apocalyptic fantasies. Naked in the woods, we lived off the land. It could have lasted forever and we would have been so happy. But our linear minds and worlds caused the time to end.