Today I give you a sky of blue for the Zephyrs to fly through . The Zephyrs winds winds will hasten your arrival to the shore . At the waters edge I wait to behold your beauty and take care of you . I will always give you my flowers even when the fires cool down . You will always allow me to rest my head on your strong and warm chest . I began to hear Respighis Birth of Venus softly from the distant violin strings .
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