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Your whisper, echoed in the morning haze, 

Caressed, so soothingly, of my eyelids to touch my soul,

It brought also the scent of your smell

Spread, so intoxicating, over my body to the tip of my toe.

The air was filled with the warmth of yours,

I felt suffocated in the heat with no choice,

Oh, in heaven, I had lived,

Amidst the warmth, the fragrance and the voice.