When you're in love you never really know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the one you love, or if it attributes them to her; whether the light which surrounds her like a halo comes from you, from her, or from the meeting of your sparks.
The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Others said that they have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.
I will cover you with love when next I see you, with caresses, with ecstasy. I want to gorge you with all the joys of the flesh, so that you faint and die. I want you to be amazed by me, and to confess to yourself that you had never even dreamed of such Utopia.... When you are old, I want you to recall all those trillions of moments we spent together laughing care freely like no worries exist, ecstasy at its hilt. I want your dry bones to quiver with joy when you think of them.
I can no longer think of anything but you. In spite of myself, my imagination carries me to you. I grasp you, I kiss you, I caress you, a thousand of the most amorous caresses take possession of me.
In melody divine, my heart beats to rapturous love
and I long to call you mine.
It’s you I’ll embrace.
And if it takes more than a lifetime to make this dream come true
And if it takes more than a lifetime to make this dream come true
Heaven can wait until I’ve finished loving you.
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