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Tides of perpetual pleasure
Saturate my subconscious,
Waves of delight spill through my soul;
Emotions waver, like shifting sands,
Stroked by seas unknown.
Spiritual crests
Of transient tenderness
Billow like clouds, rise like spires,
Tempting mortal imaginations
With Heaven's precious fires.
Elusive dreams float behind eyes
Sprinkled with nightfall's hues;
Enticing the heart, Embracing desires,
Capturing Stained-Glass Truths.
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