Ecstasy
The sweet aroma of your fragrance, is a pure as honey to a bee. Could the night cascade, as the perfect symphony. Your voice holds the sweetest melodies. My only desire is to be drunken in the air you the breathe. I’d fight to give you my all, can’t you see. I’m intoxicated by your fantasies. Could we share the same affinity, cause the thought you, is like a drug to my brain. You’re my purest ecstasy.
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