Beauty
From the water emerges pretty and gently
Her eyes reflected the entire sky
For parties and roundabout songs
Scanning just how much I want and does not invalidate
Upon seeing her, the heart is powerful
Recovers was hope on uncommon veil
In the lips of this goddess, rare honey,
Into the arms involving either a hot
Wondering how do you have made to the gods
Responses were not hearing or listen.
The formula certainly have not given me,
Just know that I am in fact the prey
And not escape from this dream,
Delivered without knowing any defense.
Loures
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