You are like the lightest feather
Sweetest candy
The aroma from your bosom
Like amber
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Were you to get the tongue of preacher
Minutest details of the body of human
Rights are reserved in the name of heaven
Prepare otherwise for the fires of hell
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I want to write
A beautiful verse
In the honor of your love
To spark your imagination
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Spoken into reality
The dream was for the palaces
In the third finger a ring
A rectangle with angles sharp
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Where the fire burns
Where the smoke I see
Fuelled by the wine
Of your love
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From the wind I caught
Message of the beloved
I called a loud cry
In the direction
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When the voices ended very long ago
Will I say something I wanted to hear again
The musings of love to the brim
When fatigue ensues in too much indulgence
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Alone in the illusions
Flowers shall not tell
Nor the colors of rainbow
The mirage of the desert
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With the heart of gold in worship for love
In dreams one night a broken heart in pieces
Wrapped in silk she recollects the signs ominous
Like thunders she had a nightmare of dreams
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Thou callest might of the oceans
A tiny ditch for the stream of love
Didst not that the dropp from the ocean
In vapors to the skies in blue
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