Sleeping into tomorrow on gold forsythia as the moonlight hung a valance zinnia dreaming of psalms and aphrodisia' with roses strung on a bed of petal's vine and spirits of Raphael From your lips of red charming and nectars sweet of a pillow's down of honey's dew in autumn's wind with the essence of aged wine from the vineyard of your heart Like a swan in flight with gilded wings with
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