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Hyacinth garden all this time
I comprehend
the truth in your eyes
and the voice within
your voice...
you are the lover of all my dreams.
you are as smooth as violets
the mornings first lovely wind
swirls with floral fragrance
awakened by your graceful touch
penetrate me to my center equally.
you take my breath away
your touch is my air
feel my need
my affliction knows no finale
supply the lips that call
you are tenderness and temptation;
yet, deep within your pyramid
forcefulness lingers in the energy
transformed into frenzy
that seems injected with the exchanges of intense liquids,
from body to body,
we are living works of art.
we are the lovers of dreams.
