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Golden day by the Danube.
Emerald sparks in the blue of your eyes.
I see you catch my eye at the peak of your sigh.
We float in a vortex of passion.
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24 carats perfect passion,
one for each year of dormant love.
We are beautiful beings today, baby.
During the golden noon, we stole.
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Your kisses kindle fires all over my body.
Hands drive me crazy with touches.
Our match is so perfect,
that every verse is miserable in the description.
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Autumn birch leaves in the shade of white bark,
carry in the wind thoughts towards you.
The golden day dusted us with fairy dust.
Now, we are crazy driven by powerful magic.
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Our love mausoleum was built with verses.
Brighter and more eternal
than the dream in marble whiteness.
The words of the Sufis are nowhere near
to the sobs of my heart,
looking for your lips.
Our souls' sorrow cries,
higher than the Samarkand dome.
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Maximilian G. Wolf
Dear All,
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