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Your hands are velvet, soft,
they caress the air, in sweet journeys,
they weave dreams in whispers, they dance in the wind,
like a serene song, like a tender lament.
Your kisses are cotton, sweet velvets,
in a shared embrace, we are two sparkles.
They are embraces of stars, caresses of the sea,
a sacred refuge, a dance without equal.
In the subtle reflection of a romance divine,
each kiss is a sigh, a benevolent destiny.
My lips seek yours, in an eternal wandering,
like water lilies longing for love.