In my country do arrive please,
Having loved and smiled sweetly.
At home I've kept ready a seat,
Mind's dais with floral finery.
Be my country's Guest of Honor;
Disregarding date, remain evermore.
This my land is wholly overspread
With love-filled, existential ecstasy.
When You are not appearing, oh my Beloved,
Kindly know, my everything is useless:
Sweetness of breast, moonlight and moon...
In essence the opposite of joy's nest cozy.
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The world becomes gray when You're away.
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