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Bloomed out of the stem 

Of the thorns of the thorns,

The charming beauty of yours

That’s craving my tongue

Forever in my life.

The thorns of the thorns

Isolated me from the zeal

Of holding you in my arms

In an awesome feeling.

My craving eyes on your beauty

Though pricked me very perilous

By the spikes of your thorns

Bleed me in your rosy tint.

The stinging soreness of agony

I persisted has the gist

Of heavenly bliss and ecstasy

That grasped you in me:

Ever satiated the thirst of mine

To set my long and lust

Fully into your rosy tint

As if I’m in you, you’re in me.     

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