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Bohemian Breeze
I still hear your soft echoes coating from afar
Floating on a wisp of fate's blowing wind
So gently felt, closing one’s eyes, tenderly caressed to inspire
Memorizing in the solitude of a wish
The faint desires of my being consumed by the warmth of its vehement inferno passion
Margined for the eyes to taste the wonders once touched
The core of me is at a stalemate to refuse
Nestling the vivid images within my mind
Alluring words lassoing the chambers of my heart
Drowning me in the chasm of cocooning darkness
Mind to body revitalization
Soul to soul restoration
Elevating my existence in the regality of now
Lost in the beguiling euphoria of your machismo
Touches of reminisce we passionately feel
The hunger to explore in the depth of ecstasy we softly bridge
Illuminating each embrace, lips delighting in the flavor of forgotten time
Sparking flames refusing to smother
Yesterday memories of gravitating words dancing on my lips
Whispers soaring as the sunrise settles in the promise of a new day
Sunrise finding the wrinkled sheets where we once entangled
As we surrendered to the rapture of that warm Bohemian Breeze
Floating on a wisp of fate's blowing wind
So gently felt, closing one’s eyes, tenderly caressed to inspire
Memorizing in the solitude of a wish
The faint desires of my being consumed by the warmth of its vehement inferno passion
Margined for the eyes to taste the wonders once touched
The core of me is at a stalemate to refuse
Nestling the vivid images within my mind
Alluring words lassoing the chambers of my heart
Drowning me in the chasm of cocooning darkness
Mind to body revitalization
Soul to soul restoration
Elevating my existence in the regality of now
Lost in the beguiling euphoria of your machismo
Touches of reminisce we passionately feel
The hunger to explore in the depth of ecstasy we softly bridge
Illuminating each embrace, lips delighting in the flavor of forgotten time
Sparking flames refusing to smother
Yesterday memories of gravitating words dancing on my lips
Whispers soaring as the sunrise settles in the promise of a new day
Sunrise finding the wrinkled sheets where we once entangled
As we surrendered to the rapture of that warm Bohemian Breeze
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