For true love is exquisitely pure.
Oh sweet melody
Oh sweet nectar
Rush, with conviction
Sing to me
Ignite the crimson in my heart
Illuminate the unknown stills of night
Captivate purple mountains
Rejuvenate lakes and shores
The flame of our waiting passion
Shines, a solid ore
Paint nights with endless rivers
Melt away the chill of brittle walls
With the warmth of true affections
As two hearts embrace surrender
And take, a final fall.
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