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Inspiration, come to me with your divine power,
Like the blush that tinges your skin with enchantment,
When my fingers brush your body, lighting the fire,
Inspiration, whispers in destructive moans,
That break distances in silence,
Preventing our eyes from meeting,
Inspiration, every word you avoid uttering,
Recognizing you lonely in your feelings,
Decide to ask me to come back, to come back to you,
Inspire me, so that each stanza that is lost,
Finds its rhyme in the echo of your voice,
May our words intertwine in an eternal embrace,