Lan zhan's Divulgence:1

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My Heart in flame

Burning like a Bright Lantern

In the womb of your Laughter--

When I had known not much

But Prosaic ardour.

My offerings next to nothing-

In return of your enthusiastic entails...

All I could master --

Was to longfully await

the hour of your intimate touch

On my burning flesh.

My eyes perceptive--

Chanting mournfully the beauty of your rosy lips

If only I could devour -

their ecstatic sweet

Life would be nothing

But a Melody of tryst...

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