Small cup, with your unseen beam

Small cup, with your unseen beam,
Makes the auric stature felt still creamed,
As the same energies are present,
Which propel and make me recaptuate,
Those days' in the sun's breeze

I get again to those days,
I saw your happiness,
Feeling still upheld even,
If in your thoughts' latent!

I am in love with that girl, it's you
Who turned back giving me a name to supplant..
And it's the way I go, calling about you..
In rain or sun's flame

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