A Preamble
You met a man who said to you,
"You are the most beautiful woman
He has ever met”.
You *whispered into my ears,
"You felt sensations into your breasts",
I met an *eloquent well dressed woman
Walking with *splendor in *lavender color
In *lilting stride giving a feeling of *tranquility
*Wafting in *fragrant Bocheron perfume
Who said to me,
"She loves my skin the most",
She uttered in such* dulcet & harmonious breath
I had the same sensations as you .
Is it humour in emotional chaos
To be remembered in tranquility?
Were they the pointers- a preamble?
For us to be driven together in *bliss?
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