To feel the pulse of these words in my chest
I admit I found myself within your letters
I found my madness, which I adore ..
I derives my female pride
And ego of mad woman lover
your delirium makes lose my consciousness ..
I enter in its case and does not resemble to any case
Deprives me of my contradictions ..
and throws me innocent girl at the your doorstep
She begs love and compassion ..
Her eye tears burn of deprivation
I was thirsty from the nectar flowing from your fresh lips
Fresh torrent of euphoria flooded me ..
they even penetrate in my pores
and emanate from them its perfume
I still keep the trophy of your freedman wine
Entice to me its smell .. provokes me .. intoxicates me ..
How about if I taste it ..?
Do you think that I will awaken from her delirium while dwells my veins ..!
I will sit here always and .. I will be watching your sunrise ..
I will weave the sun filaments and make a coat for all my seasons with you
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