WHIMS

The wind blows wildly,

in the secluded garden.

Blossoms are dispersed.

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Orchids let their perfume flow,

mixed with the musk of my braids.

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My silk robes, sensual,

lingering on my shoulders,

then they fall apart.

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My naked body complies

surrendering to your kiss.

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I will let me go,

in the current of your whims,

lingering in bliss.

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Embraces to withhold love.

Rhythmic movements enchanting.

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The furious storm,

wash everything with raindrops.

My tears gone unveiled.

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My pain grows if you depart,

leaving me with storms behind