I hear your tender silence
I see your perfect form
I want so much to meet you
To feel your gentle presence
Such presence
I know you're there
Resting on the Great Red Spot
I long for you
I crumble at your beauty
I hold my heart still
To stop it from bursting
Such need
I wish to know this lady
Resting on the Great Red Spot
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