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What wonderful vibrations you are capable of. Your intoxicating reflection can but incorporate freely into the powerful surface of a disintegrating mirror set afloat upon a swarm of locusts. May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. I find your eyes to be a wondrous amusement park filled with neo-plastic pleasures and turkish delights. A starfish's lifelong hallucinations of gelatin pools and of actuaries floating upon the foam and reciprocal ohm. Transistors bridge where your vanity would never go. Please let me hear more of that wonderful sound. Your hair sends forth a sheen remniscent of golden sunlight winding through shadows. I keep searching for you between the cushions. How it passes there and back again like a tear drop glistening in moonlight. Blinking reveals the true visage of beauty hidden within your eyes. Your beauty is equal to the smoothness of a polished gem. Entranced by the sweet harmony of your lips, I gaze beyond reason to find the oasis of your brilliant soul.