She breaks her fast
Precisely at the dawn of my longing
With an irresistibly prolonged hug
An unusually long summer day
No longer remains long
Like the painting of the sunset
Smaller than the real view
But seductively beautiful every
time we see it
Steadfastly we follow every sacred
intimate ritual
We raise our hands together
Earnestly beseeching what is ours
Before we prostrate
With dutiful consummate obedience
In complete submission
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