It was a spring warm atmosphere,
On that green grass she lay so near,
Her silken skin, her freckles ow dear!

Her eyes deeply charmed my heart,
Cursing my soul and intensively dart,
A magic kiss straight to the heart,

A whispered bane of her kissable lips,
A wicked glance and a charming glimpse,
Pierce my sanity that never could I part,
Her Seraphim countenance from the start.*

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