Sweet Sublime
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Sensations mounting whirling heights
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To close my ardent joyful eyes
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And feed upon her peach delight ~
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Nectars promise, of pulped divine...
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Distill these drops extracting time
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Upon my twirling tongues design
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Melting, inside her fruitful vine ~
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...“Harvest Loves, Sweet Sublime.”
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