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Her drive follows the rev of the wind Her faith and love, the wave and tide of the sea. Planets teem to her company when ecstasy calls She knows the chronicle of his madness.
Absolute breathe in the dawn of effervescence Sweet fluidity of ecstasy perfectly perfumed In the lap of silence
Water and wishes, Mirage and enfleurage, Charged her marged heart.
Her love serves Down her heart’s nerves are nerves In sweet redemption and reflection Heaven makes their re-election Oh, sweet help.
Her valves feed seeds of the sky to keep both hips Once more great four around numbers of fierce giants
I hear a familiar voice. Softly, -What a sound, wonder if it’s her. Why is she calling my name? I want to indulge.