Gentle rays of the luminous
Rest mild on my face.
The god cupid's supple grace
embraces me sure continuous.
The warmth from these soothing rays,
thaws the frozen stream of passion.
It reawakens into burning ways
the quenching flames of love's intoxication.
Love chest buried beneath the vehement soil of dispute
was dug up for us to share of its spoils.
Now I feel a strong resolution,
strong enough to cause an explosion.
I've been shot by cupid.
I feel the rays of love.
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