A sumptuous dawn in your eyes unfolds, In secret shadows where your fire glows. I sense your breath like marigold parades, A whispering tide where the daylight sways.
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The hearts in love are burning furnaces, your lover through your apostrophe isn't far from the wall. Embrace it dear poet as digest your palatable dish.
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The hearts in love are burning furnaces, your lover through your apostrophe isn't far from the wall. Embrace it dear poet as digest your palatable dish.