You are spoken of in every street,
And there is no other like you in the world,
Enraptured are the rivers,
As are the oceans,
Enraptured are the visible,
And the invisible,
Each moment is a rapture,
Your name is torch - let it set my heart on fire,
If you are the one,
Then from the silence of flowers create speech.
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