Happiness, and her sweet caresses
Invoking in me, a fetish for her perfect soul
My armour she was adept at undressing
The only being, who could ever see me whole
Promenading side by side
Together into ambrosial groves of love
Therein, one another’s spiritual compliments
Growing our trees,
Lush bearings of fruits piquant
Happiness, and her sweet caresses
Invoking in me, a fetish for her perfect soul
My armour she was adept at undressing
The only being, who could ever see me whole
Aaron Daniel Writes 
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Thank you cgregorywrite
Definitely, I really enjoyed this piece.