So silent the candle dripping tallow whispering to me into the night and a shadow of a wick with the rhythm of my heart on a trellis of poetic fallow with your eyes of hearty green Burning slowly with kindled lust in condensation of heated breath of the sensual darkness, we trust in the autumn of scented pinecones a birdsong of love in the ivy we cling in the arbor's swing Like a dream on
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