Submitted by ebeMajor on Mon, 02/12/2018
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Upon my lover's breast I'll lie
Counting his heartbeats out of mine,
Mingling his breath with mine,
And when his wishes will have meet mine,
I will dream of him
And he will dream of me.
Sweet joy that caused us to be
A hand in front of a hand,
A star in front of a hand,
Please, let us together be
Like the sun and the moon,
Like the day and the night, forever!

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