Right at every break of dawn..
As she sniffs between a yawn;
grins n' giggles, her cheeks rosied
'cause that's your tang she is hooked on.
Trickling droplets off her skin..
The redolence she's adorned in;
a calm fills her head so deep
'Cause of the fervour she's drinkin' in.
Ceaselessly, she traces nothing new..
Her beats now dance she never knew;
Wondering what's so arcane n' rare?!!
That. My love! Is the smell of you!!
--G
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