Gentle haze, sweep over my heart.
Your sweet smell and comforting warmth
is welcome here.
Centrifuge, separate this burden.
Your fast revolution has left me
breathless and thirsty.
Hot steam, saturate my pores.
Your clarity provides a peace
I can breathe deeply.
Sweet love, take all of my soul.
Your delicate touch transforms me
ferociously and I yield.
Yes, I yield to you, gentle haze.
Yes, I yield.
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