The pampered body you seek;
glowing as the fire of the coal,
still cold and shine as the moon,
where I keep my breath as the key,
to open and shut every cell of us,
my mind is as the sky, always clouded,
the intellect in me expires for a while,
the patted dress of mine peeled one by one.
What I see, is you; the only one I desire,
every other seed stick to this pomegranate,
glitters as the jewel; just out from the craftsman's,
talented fingers to the courtesan's naval,
peel me off; love, down to the core,
what you lusted for, never be found in any,
Time needn't be seen to take the minutes,
wrinkling and weathering are the fake.
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