Your kiss, something divine,
A passionate music,
Gentle, fresh lily,
Like an ancestral call.
When my verse is crystalline,
Your look is blazing -
From dreams I pick up a lily,
I wish I knew you were real.
From my pen falls ruby
And I want to fall asleep in your lap,
In my verse, fresh lily,
You enchant me because you're royal.
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