My dreams,
Flutters of lightning bees,
Swarming through
A foggy night drizzle...
It's fairy shades,
And streaks of golden rays,
Flaring down,
Through the threads of rain...
These leaves of rain,
Waves of my love and lust;
Beads of sober moans,
Trickling down the sweaty cheeks,
To smother these waves, ever thriving...!
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