Hums Of Robust

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Love, a honey-kissed ray blazing the sky,
Waking autumn tickles of wings so dry,
Quenching the quests as robust thrills,
Shed or unshed dew of teasy cloudy fill,
Thee sing the melody of Prakriti, akin to the buzz of a firefly.

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Lust, a sizzling spring of arid desires,
Passions thrive than caving in winter,
Pouring thine robust senses off the veil,
Hooting freedom in amaranthine sails,
Caught between lips, Purush thrives, akin to fire weaved on the fly.

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Rhyme scheme: AABBC|DDEEC

Belief behind:
Lust seeks body and love seeks soul. But together they fuel life. They fuel not just the physical senses, but every passion we love to taste.

Mytho-element:
Prakriti is the feminine energy, and purush is the masculine energy. Together they sail to testify the love we have for our survival.

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