voraciously obscured
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Can’t count the days
My thrilling oval shapes
Found pretty dazzling days
Embraced in bitter grapes
Obscuring the invisible
The somersault of crest of fate
Caressing me untouchably
Before I blinked my lips to shame
We’ll drown into the deepest oceans
Yet suffocated by the pearls
Inhale voraciously the potions
Blessed and poisoned by the whirls.