Tell me, Sweetness, if your eyes see me
Dear as a land after storm to a weary sailor,
A sensuous stream to a thirsty wayfarer,
Even if it’s just my wish to my own fancy.
Tell it to me
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Tell me, Sweetness, if your eyes see me
Dear as a land after storm to a weary sailor,
A sensuous stream to a thirsty wayfarer,
Even if it’s just my wish to my own fancy.
Listen, World 🌏 ⭐️🧚♀️ 
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