She thought she discovered her lover in his lexis!
Each of them, beguiling & igniting her vivid flow.
Her spirit blooms and clasps those thoughts so taut!
How can a lonesome essence compose that verse?
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'Love, until it lasts – sure is fresh & beautiful like dew! But, as it sees the light of reality – then it starts to burn' till the cooling night again envelopes and satiates.. night after night after night..