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HOULS OF PASSION
Your lips that night effusively were kissing
My flesh, and heat were trying to inhale.
And howls of passion were like waves my body hiting
With powerful and fiery wave.
In fatal longing you were wrigging torso
An anthem with appeal-call blighted bloods.
I′ve tryed subdue and railing flagging forces
Have offered lips to lips and closed my eyes.
That night like shawl you′ve thrown from your hand
Exactly, like a tear by the candle»
When coming to myself,the world was trying
To breathe with peace.
Some drops were on your lips.
And blue pale smoke was curling calming down,
Exactly - hallowed aliar - wavy drifts
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