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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