Love, like the reins of virulent breeze,
An infectious melody that summons all that its eyes seize,
Racing through the valleys of our hearts
Would that it would never end, nay
Would that it would never start,
Torturous serenity, in the hollows of my soul,
Fuming fragrances, in my heart, consuming all
Love,
Peace,
As all except the beloved,
Break and
Fall.
Into pieces,
Break and
Fall.
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