Past early hours
We bask in the present
Laying as we feel
marvellously pleasent
A life without
What i have now found
Is unbearable at thought
As if i were to drown
I am hooked
Your lips act magnetic
Eyes as stupendous
My love is frenetic
Curves derserving envy
Hair lusciously dress
Triumphantly
The face of a godess
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