Although I so love
all around myself,
the deepest quint
in my soul
closed is on the key.
No, I do not used
to allow to somebody
the quint inside me
fully over clang...
What unique
was you with?
allowed I to you
trembling my soul?
Allowed you
in my heart
to play
'Love play'.
No matter,
you are lover,
or player.
On the sensitive quint
in my heart
only you able was
etude of love
play out...
(c) shipka
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