The desire beats slowly
From the heart to eternity
That slips through us all
It is the desire to touch
To hold, To feel
To radicate the fabric
Of simple serenity
To wrap ourselves
Around true pleasures
Is to learn the secret
Of extraordinary tastes
To explore every instinct
To rapture the very senses
That makes us quiver
With ecstasy
With slowness the heart
Is restored again
To await
For another
Erratic pulse
 
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