Quenched is the moment when tender eyes gaze in mine;
and strands of fire dance softly across the cheek.
To taste upon lips, the delicate wine,
devouring the pleasures that we seek.
Where hearts resonate with a quivering beat;
so gentle, the brush of our skin;
that in your embrace, I'll feel complete,
two souls in harmony, join within.
The stars in the sky, could never compare
to the radiance of your spirit true.
The cure to my curse, each breath of air;
I breathe with love for you.
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