A land of alchemy and magic At the far end of the world
Opens her gate revealing nature's and man's
Sweet and sour impressions
Collecting images directly
From Her Majesties hefty bosoms
She glides through the space intact
Challenging clauses of our hidden pact
Perhaps here, as a Cynthia’s mate
I first time fell into the Cupid’s net
Blindly deceived - my Nature Spirit's Soul
Descended into the Maya's infinite whole
Perhaps here, in the land of plenty
My worlds vanished to receive the Mighty
I lost the innocence of many kept within the few
Hoping I will again discover Her touch, Her breath, Her dew
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