The lakes, I see your eyes.
Calm and deep, mesmerizes.
The wind, I hear your whisper,
Soft and Mellow, heart lifter.
The flowers, I smell your fragrance,
Intoxicating my innocence.
Honey wine, I taste your kissing,
Sweet and fiery, breath taking.
The night breeze, I touch you,
Desire and longing, our sweet adieu.
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