Gentle melodic movements
Dripping in passion
I drink it in
And breathe a sigh of relief
Perhaps, just perhaps
How is it that immediately
She has the power
To be in my dreams
I can tell that
This is different than past
Still I daydream
And wish to read her
When can I see you again?
I wish to very proximally
She is but a stream
Strong and deep
Yet I have just stepped in
Gotten the toes wet
In the warmth of this
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