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I long for your hands, once again,
to feel the burning fire of my body.
In the full moonlit night, so appetizing,
that your mouth passionately craves for breath,
that soft nectar that in my lips nestles,
like a sweet elixir that envelops us in the wind.
May our lips entwine with desire,
like butterflies dancing in a divine sway,
may each kiss be a sigh in the breast,
intertwining our destinies in a single path.