Along the horizon dawned a vast array of black clouds
As the earthy surface shook from beneath my feet
Screaming, crying I began to sprint wildly in panic
Whilst searching for this mysterious woman
Voices polluted the background affecting
My ability to detect her sultry, sweet voice
After hours of revolving through public turmoil
My eyes came across the woman of whom
This asinine heart had been dead set on
Yet I couldn't make out the shape nor
The features upon the shadow of her face
Although I could smell the alluring scent
Of the creamy, cinnamon taste
Of her luscious lips against mine
And suddenly everything faded to black
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