Your sensational name
causes a hypnotic vague effect
on my mentality, putting my timidness to shame.
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Your overall serenity runs all over my body,
gradually soothing my anguish to meekness.
Your love has a particular odour
which lingers in my imagination... splendour.
**
It fumes to agitate my soul with tenderness.
Your message is my phantasma.
Charisma is your admirable trait, my incurable asthma.
I can feel your calm, gentle hands like a gentle summer.
**
So innocent, you dismantle my fright.
You glide over nature, human wickedness and misfortune.
You tremble over them with happiness.
In meditation you connect with my insight.
A thought of thinking about you stimulates my joy and aflame my passion.
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Burning within the bowels of my skeleton,
you are the founder of the horizon,
my blissful impregnation of your love is in no comparison.
Your cool, composed voice like a gentle haze
in the sunny weather you ooze in my dreams,
forming a rhythmical reverberation of streams.
**
The utterance of your verbs
give birth to love itself.
Your flesh carries your soul
but your soul carries your love
which can be but be seen beyond your orbit's hole.
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