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Its velvety petals,
they cover me with tender caresses,
in a corner of my soul, they are golden,
whispering beautiful songs in my ear.
Like a gentle embrace of the breeze,
each touch of their lips, a song,
the dancing flowers, are the improvised
melody that in my breast I raise.
Carpet of lights, bright sparkles,
carry me by do, on a dreamy journey,
where colours, vibrant and beautiful,
draw in the air an enchanted love.
The sky is dressed in roses and airs,
in the garden of an unhurried world;
each petal opening like seas,
envelops me in its essence, eternal breeze.