You left a particle of amber, the most beautiful,

at the first touch of my lips

The sweetness, the source of your breath,

I felt joy and began living; 

I drank the gentle breeze of your kisses

on a winter's night

Something divine, transfigured,

drawn without words;

the glory of being in your arms 

We shared the sky at night and honey at dawn,

for betwee...

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