Night-Blooming

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Your kiss smells sweet

like the night-blooming flower

the one you gave me at dusk.

My heart shivered

like butterfly wings

and soared high

to the seventh heaven.

So, I danced along with the full moon

and the stars, a thousand sparkling ones,

to the melody of love,

all shining together in the boundless world.

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