When windless summer mornings weep Of passion's elixir in our nest As butterflies pollinate And the sky still wrapped up in sleep Deep within the sheets I touch you in dreams I hold Shadows halo around your aura of gold So heavenly times sevenfold Like rhinestones of crystal paste As soothe gives breath to suite Of memories resting in peace In heaven's epiphany of tranquility
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