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Your body is a paradise where love lives,
nectar of sweet ambrosia, torment of my ardor.
Muse of my passion, like fine old wine,
for you my eyes weep and my heart becomes a triune.
Night goddess of a thousand nights companion,
face of the bewitching moon, lips that are spring.
Hope of my dream, sweet temptation,
burning and living fire, echo of my lamentation.