Swiftly my wind captures every sparkle as the sun penetrates your body, assisting in the fleeing to my heart, each caressing moment of tranquility seems lost in the burdens of enjoyment if burdens were to be found there; slowly glimpsing outward from the hurricanes pass kindling reaches the fire within my soul warming me even as the blizzard blows. Chills (pause) Chills of forgiveness for such happiness must be not the law. The coolness brings about the hardness, nippled as the mountains; closed eyes as I soar through streets of heaven looking down at thee; imagination creating such attraction through one’s mind, I am simply that calmness sitting quietly on the window sill watching, such peace within; my winds capture every sparkle portrayed by the suns penetration of your body.
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