As I build ivory castles in the air, you're constantly swimming around my awareness.
Delightful hysteria, please, visit me more often!
If Rabbits could sing, and Emeralds bring
You back to me, Dear One, I would be ever so grateful.
For now, I bask, in that perfumed dementia for evermore
With You, My Love.
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