I stir my dreams,
Adding few drops of desires,
The aroma swirls my passion,
The yearning gets stronger.
This feeling invades my senses,
A mere mention of her,
Unleashes thousand spears,
That breaches into my sanity.
Angles close thy eyes.
There will be blood,
As I march,
To seduce her heart.
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