Your love is that whisky,
Which makes me addicted eternally,
Your love is the full moon,
That like a lustful woman drags me on!
Your love is nectar,
For which I can voyage afar,
Your love is the ocean,
Alive with cold sensation.
Your love is life and its beauty,
Your love is the shadow of Cupid and Psyche.
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