Kamuning

You make me a small land using body Providing peace and hiding privacy My heart thus stretches with relaxation And quietly tasting your strong fragrance As holy and sweet as pure honey You define me as being a windless river Sucking the fragrant milk from the sun She likes the lover's kiss and her whisper Trying to ripple the wiggling stream of mine How much could confusion lose a man? Taking on the moralities and obligations To be sanctified as a qualified human How many options should one be given?

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