Fragrance of new leaves slips
Into the room through cracks
In windows and we get lost
Inside each other more and more
Tides runs high and low
With sound of moans and
Sighs and of ecstasy and in a
Sudden rage pushed us to the shore
With sweet dreams of the
First night of love you fall
Asleep till a fresh desire wells
Up as the sunlight knocks on the door
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