You paint your love all over me like an immaculate canvas,
Tracing your dignifying touches yet impeccably along the crooks and dips of my supple skin,
The passion ignited like an open pitfire, unable to extinguish not even with an obscure amount of pummelling water,
Bearing no extremity, anything is possible,
Love grows from a seed into a mature, ripened tree,
Bearing its fruitful, joyous supply of happiness;
I am left frenzied,
Awakened and ravenous in delirious desiderata,
I am trapped into this seductive fortress, I am unable to escape within these impetuous confines,
I have lost reality and myself into you.
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