A night cold..
Requiring warmth to keep you under fold..
A morning promisingly refreshing..
Giving desires a halo of serenity..
Your beauty, your soul is what I drank in sleep..
A pleasurable aroma for me to keep..
I wonder in gratitude..
That God made you to be a pleasant flute..
Requiring warmth to keep you under fold..
A morning promisingly refreshing..
Giving desires a halo of serenity..
Your beauty, your soul is what I drank in sleep..
A pleasurable aroma for me to keep..
I wonder in gratitude..
That God made you to be a pleasant flute..
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