Once I thought of singing
And the feel of your
Vibrating lips
Gave me some tips
To whisper your sweet humming
Once I thought of painting
And the touch of
Your shining face
Gave me some trace
To color your image loving
Once I thought of praying
And the feel of your
Pious heart
Gave me some concert
To meditate your idol everlasting
Once I thought of forgetting
And the feel of your
Stunning presence
Gave me some sense
To accompany your love’s string
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