Lure me in with promises of blessed days,
Sweetest nights. Call down the grace of heaven.
Banish every care and teach me peaceful ways.
When you see my mouth grow tight, catch me
Up into the clouds where life is spread so broad.
Rivers always meet the sea and rain will
Always fall, so close my eyes with kisses now.
I don't need to know or see the fruit to
Taste perfection in your orchard dreams.
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| Fragrances by Elena Oleniuc |
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