With beatiful winged dream
of all desires of your reach-close
approah witch delicacy and knoch on your doors
and neither to staying too much witing
I see that all my open-so
I influence the ease
and  I am longing for you be
over fine silks of alcove
among the folds of the dream
I’m looking to put yourself
in the way stars
with shades of mauve  
and live with peaks
of Rainbow glitz
as you grow  nicely with Splendors
passion and longing you
and the sweet thrill  of tremor
of  a magical feelings …………………

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