the light on her face and her grace likened to a Goddess, he couldn't resist.
languidly, her body speaketh putting a spell
while he surrendered with all his heart , with all might and soul.
he worshiped her...
with his lips , with his tongue, with his eyes and limbs.
making miracles , toiling each day and every night
offering his life unto her who giveth him light,
giving his breath to her who awakened him.
her bosom is where he found peace,
her voice became his eternal hymn.
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