dóiteáin

come like a blanket

a warm and aqua wave

fiery queen of ardor

here is your knave

tempest of your garden

grows inside a heart

blooms inside a spirit

like undiscovered art

you are this air

this surrounding breeze

there is no vaccine

you are my disease

 

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