Heavens canopy opens wide upon the bewitching hour.
I will let my desires follow the rivers of my dreams.
She comes with her exquisite dance.
Enticing the symphony of my soul.
She holds the harmony of an antique design.
Wrapped in the embrace of her treasure.
Sing me a serenade my dreams will never forget.
I can hear the crystal tones of he murmurs singing.
Breathtaking colors are unfolding.
We will wing our way across celestial heights.
Climbing the golden stairway to heaven.
Entering through the doors of destiny.

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