There stood before me is a familiar exploit,
With fantasise in pictures of my desire?
The anxiety of joy running astonishingly hot,
Uncontrollable embers launched into fire.
A flame cascading and advances through the air,
Attack beneath the skin pleasures connecting
My heart permits the trip of a rippling order,
Cross all boarders' adventures exploring.
Leading the way to become the hunted victim,
Euphoria caught in this glorious weakness,
Soul thrown into confusion or desired prison,
Now so close I smell the flavour with each kiss.
The chorus tearing into different parts of my heart,
Bathed now in the agreement of light tranquillity,
The beautiful encounter soaring into the night
Sweetness soaks the air inside warm and lovely.
Dreams among the gentrification of this felicity,
Only reclaimed the amazing droplets of desire,
In daylight find a less infamous route to reality,
To take my soul and filled it with more pleasure.
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