You are a kaleidoscope,
In you patterns ever new
You are the rainbow,
You paint with dew
You are a bouquet
Scent inebriates
On moonlit nights
Love's arrows shoot
I feel pleasure in pain
In your sweet company
I am free from strain
Above mundane
I feel no shame
I do not blame
I go insane
I am you
Not two
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