Like a fine tuned wind playing strings On the breath of a Stradivarius As the sun's crown tiara falls to dusk With strings to my heart's violin chest And kisses sweet, like ginseng tea In pine woods of our love spoken Woods designed by the hands of God Savoring lozenges of a poetic fife Beneath the veil of your virginity For you the diamond truffles glow As the sparrow hen sings While the
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