Amidst the scent of lilacs,
And a euphoric trilling of birds:
Beneath a swirling ceiling fan,
I fell into another world
Only to dream of you.
In the heady high of anticipation,
There was found a dream encased in glass;
A unicursal curve unfurling;
A genuine, immaculate coupling;
Gentle chorus of lovesick moans;
Delicate show of soft toes curling.
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