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By nicky_heart
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06/05/2023 20:09:39
Flower of Love To My Darling Wife Rosine
The perfume of your body dulls my senses. I want not wine nor weed; your breath alone Suffices. In this moment rare and tense I worship at your breast. The flower is blown The saffron petals tempt my amorous mouth, The yellow heart is radiant now with dew Soft-scented, redolent of my loved; Oh flower of love! I give myself to you. Uncovered on your couch of figured green, Here let us linger indivisible. The portals of your sanctuary unseen Receive my offering, yielding unto me. Oh, with our love the night is warm and deep! The air is sweet, my flower, and sweet the flute Whose music lulls our burning brain to sleep, While we lie loving, passionate and mute. Robert
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