often in my loneliness, like a stranger
fragrance your existence, gives
the realization that you've
been dissolved into
the inner cell,
from the
body
and mind, lovely emotions are born,
on those captivated moment,
from the conscience,
gorgeous moonlit
lake emerges,
containing
chiliad
petals of lotus bloom, the passionate
love becomes the pollen of
celestial aura - -
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