Chaos is my playground, and from it, I sculpt my masterpiece.

Tell me what makes your blood boil and what makes your skin soft.
I want to know how your soul tastes before you take your clothes off.

In the cradle of the desert's golden light, a thavnarian dancer, ethereal sight.
Twirling in sands, a radiant stream, Her every step, a fragment of a golden dream.
Wrapped in silk, as light as zephyr's grace, Bathed in the amber glow, a dance takes place.

My heart that was rapt away by the wild cherry blossoms — will it return to my body when they scatter?

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