Once, My beguiling dreamer, With afterglow smiles, Hushing like a snowflake branch, Witnessing the birth of midnight. Don't, My beguiling dreamer, Intentions are always more expensive, Than when first sweetened by the sated ocean. Please, My beguiling dreamer, You hazelwood eyes are winking the lightning, I already hear the fade of seasons turn. Please ! But it blinds as it binds, The tears, they are salty on the sword, And I can only say, Maybe once, My beguiling dreamer.Birth sign: Virgo
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