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A sheen delight of dream,
Floats across his keen eyes.
A bright glimpse of hope,
Kisses on his gray forehead.
A shiny shiver of desire,
Spreads over his bare heart.
A colourful sparkle of joy,
Runs down his inflamed skin.
A soft Wishper of words,
Touches on his dry lips.
He stands in that dark corner,
Can you feel him?