I could listen to you all night
talk about this and that
and everything and nothing in between
and forsake all notes from do to do
I could brim with your scent all night
and not exchange it for the mellow yellow pollen
of orange and jasmine blossoms
I could taste your kiss all night
and with its flavour in my palate
feel the sweetness of
acacia and linden honeys fade away insipidly
I could hold you next to me all night
and feel your warmth
escape within my body
and therein light fires
warmer than December embers
And I could look at you all night
and think of nothing but seeing you all day
in all your splendour,
with all you have
that makes me gay
(as in happy)
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