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Like a sigh in the night,
passion is the flame that burns without reproach.
The magic of losing ourselves in desire
is the spell that binds us with longing.
Acclamation of a total fusion,
where love becomes special.
Wrapped in a word, in a moment,
we give ourselves to fervour without torment.
Melting in the sweetness of your lips,
I feel in each kiss a thousand wise glimmers.
Time stands still in our union,
Fused in an embrace, in perfect communion.