It'd have been mere a body
And would have gone unnamed
If you'd not touched my heart
You missed the rows of mists
You sacrificed your slumber
You left away with your daylines
You just let it all go to feel the rhythm
My love, you truly are a sacred hymn
Purest and the freshest romance
Rarely sleepy, and mostly awake
You characterize the immortal storyline
Harmonious, soothing, and dominating
Love, my heart cannot resist you ever
Ah, your divinity and your dance,
It will always remain my introduction.
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