Beauty of a dove,
The goddess of love,
Sitting in the jungle.
Under the tunnel.
Floating above,
The goddess of love,
Eyes of diamonds,
Have only seconds,
They disappear as the arrow,
As they make love on the pillow.
She watches over making loners love,
As she floats above.
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