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Universal antiquity, circles a silver moon.

The drawings, love the mid morn noon.

As sane as the deepest sky.

I wonder why.

My lasting touch is not enough.

My blood on your lips, it slowly slips.

And fantasy resembles stillness.

Like the bluest calm in a rivers ocean.

Bring me desire, lasting memory.

Dance as a wolf rums in the extremity.

And live in a world with me at ease.

If you please.

For love lasts as long as the stars,

Explode and flash their brightness.