My beautiful goddess,
Your seductive magic casts a spell upon me;
I can't see beyond your eyes.

Seeing in you a blue sky,
You shine as bright as sunrise,
Rising above two lovers,
Who, danced all night under satin sheets.

Your curved lips,
Just can't disguise their soft surprise.

Drinking wine on Sundays,
Lunch in bed.

Daydreaming of me and you, traveling east through times past;

My mind leads me to follow,
A glorious vision,
A glimmering Soul that mirrors the sparkle,
Of a sunrise in her eyes.

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