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drifting on a day of desire
i am lost in this thought
the thought is you
and the mountains
and your kiss
and your embrace
that wraps around
everything
i am meandering
through the day
where snow is floating
like the way i do
after a gentle collision
with your lips
i want to think this
will lead you on
to direct you to the fountain
where we float on the bubbles
i want to think this can take you
to the place
where magic happens
