A sooth i conemplate of you
Who rules my destiny
With a voice that cuts through mirrors
A golden minaret sits in heart for
A personality of my kind.
Jupiter shall sing from afar
A glisten of snow flakes that
In their purity bestow passion
Of love forever blessed.
Over the couch i seat to muse
My passion is pragma
Of love from the mysteries of oceans
A vast pacifier of souls.
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