To your skin and your smile,
That envelop all around,
To my soul and my haste,
Resolved through a hurried bound.
To your sweetness, so brave,
'Midst loves and pleasures found,
With converging eyes that pave,
Life's joys and sorrows, unbound.
To the wandering souls,
With highs and lows, they roam,
Starry sensations that console,
Illusion's paths they call home.
To the coming and going,
From your warm, fruitful table,
With countless guests, bestowing,
Different quirks, if I'm able.
To the impassioned hearts,
With emotions aplenty,
Conquering adventures, where starts,
A plethora of seasons, so plenty.
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