With the fragrance of flowers
and aroma of feelings
I had listening to a feast a invited love
and we all sang
a himnitizand

then I picked up a thought
to the rank of King crowned
putting her head on the splendours
of my dreams all gathered

now I have a hug and loves me
and a sweet kiss lips
and fascinates when she smiles at me
and I do sign with your hand
come closer to it

to feel the hum of thought
and heart rhythm and shout like
a mad love with whispers
of love and self loving
received-and all for the thoughts
so thought crowned
and sublime

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