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*~**Vanilla, Jasmine and Opium**~*
My beloved is a butterfly
Who sees me a wild flower...
Sipping the nectar
She gets intoxicated
Thus intoxicating me
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Addicted to love,
Squeezing fruits of spirit...
Ambrosia
With the taste of vanilla
And the scent of jasmine…
Sip the heroin of the breast.
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She doubts my love…
Amazing!
Does she not know
Her love is my wine, opium,
And madness…
That her love created me,
Tortured,
Agonized,
Captivated,
And cast me in a sea of honey…?!
Copyright © Munir Mezyed
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