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She rips the heart of me
Her innocence is swaying the brightest of dreams
Harvesting the taste of blood-drenched wine
She is like gilded art from grace
Her corpus is immortal, seething into my skin
Her embrace is comforting
I’ve reached the milestone, where I can engage in her autumn eyes
I can kiss those clover lips underneath the blossoming trees
It feels like I’m riding with the stars
Her radiance is blazing, eroding into my forlorn soul
I can’t resist this unconventional feeling
As I breath in your sweet smelling aroma, cherishing
Please never leave me be
Pledging yourself to me
I don’t want to feel lament
Make me realign, take me with moments of pleasure
Take your que, hypnotize me by your name

So I can be inclined to you