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Tonight love speaks its magic 

Surreal hands, poetic voice

The cost of romance and opacity of intimacy.

Fair legacies beyond impressions and fragrances 

Have carved my imagination

Same with scene, shape, and sense.

Fields of art swerve my spirit 

In bodies entertained 

By intense aspirations of unwritten yearning.

Expressed by the rare device of senses 

In adore of duo worlds justified as one tonight

Dancing to the bloom of music.

Tune by tune with the feet 

While stars stand tall in the sky, entertained

Bring true luxury beyond breath in the art of love.