Unleashing the rivers of Paradise
Free flowing from dusk until dawn
Giving no thought to 'Yesteryear'
As the pages of fate are torn
The gifts from the Heavens are sprinkled
With amazement and untold delight
As the magical river weaves it's way
From the beginning to end of night
Such purity in it's finest form
Bound tightly as two become one
Loves motion is carried beyond the surreal
Till the dawn of the rising sun
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