When you look at me my Darling;
Do you see the lady of your dream or a mere fantasy?
Distant, so far to reach;
Hair falling at the shoulders, caressing, seductively.
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You taste of ocean, avenues of grassy dunes, like a magician you pluck a tiny pebble see these lines, here this poetess writes soul toch the sea from my hair-
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