She is the wine that lingers upon my lips,
The sweet smell of jasmine on the morning breeze.
The coolness that fills the evening air,
She is the only one I please.
For she is the life that fills my soul
And awakens passion buried deep.
She is the hope of the world I know,
Her mercy is the love I reap.
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