Vienna Opera Ball
Steaming vapours of elegancePurify my muddled soul, withImages of blossoms, drifting slowlyBehind closed eyes with every Precious olfactory gift.Earthen coloured liquid withYour gentle scent, I've become Intoxicated by a magical kiss Of exquisite delicacy, all of meIs lost with every splendid taste.Faultless flavour of passion,Taming worried thoughts, you lingerOn unsatisfied lips, that ache for Your eternity, for a little more thanThe ephemeral paradise you bring.Tranquility infused in every breath,I've just embraced perfection.Vienna Opera Ball is my favourite tea =o) Written November 5th, 2001 © on Nov 05 2001 11:56 AM PST 10 • 0
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"Steaming vapours of elegancePurify my muddled soul, withImages of blossoms, drifting slowlyBehind closed eyes with every Precious olfactory gift.Earthen coloured liquid withYour gentle scent, I've become Intoxicated by a magical kiss Of exquisite delicacy, all of meIs lost with every splendid taste.Faultless flavour of passion,Taming worried thoughts, you lingerOn unsatisfied lips, that ache for Your eternity, for a little more thanThe ephemeral paradise you bring.Tranquility infused in every breath,I've just embraced perfection.Vienna Opera Ball is my favourite tea =o)..."