i caught your two hands
i spin you; you floated
like a lovely butterfly
we were wordless, full
of smile hungry for a kiss
oh! you hug me or i'll die
i touch your pretty face
for a long time i do miss
only painted on my dreams
for so many nights, i desire
to ease my, my loves fire
only memory of you; i survive
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