I cannot see you,
But I can dream you,
I cannot touch you,
But I can feel you,
I cannot hear you,
But I can read you,
I cannot smell you from up near,
But I can smell the vestures you send to my veer,
I rather aspire the unseen than the seen,
So then you are my invisible keen.
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XLENT SENSATION.KEEP IT UP