Your face, a dawn, a sunrise bright,
Before it, moon, a fading night.
Your face, a joy, a sweet delight.
Fire's touch, a fleeting, burning grace,
Yet dying down, an endless space.
Before you, moon, time cannot erase,
Your face, a joy, in this sacred place.
Your face, a joy, a sweet embrace.
Your face, a dawn, I long to trace.
Your face, a joy, a timeless chase.
Your face, a joy, in every space.
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