You and I, O beloved
Strayed from the eyes of the world
Urged each other's steps
To escape in veil of night
Full of trust and affections
In the garments of wantonness
Bold and firm in our wills
To nurture the world of longings
We lodge in the forests of love
To pluck the flowers of gentleness
And taste the forbidden fruits of desires
We dwell into the ocean of forgetfulness
Where passions speak the language of love.
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