i love you… my devil…

suave, she approached,
and whispered to him something... 
chic, he phrased his joy

i love you… my devil…
do you love me, I need to know…
confirm, please, he says…

…on the longing's heart
slips wild my peony's sap…
…verse you love to sip


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