Crime of Passion

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Shirtless as our essence clutch;
Untouched thy souls that attach.
A batch of blossom disguise the bed of such;
With much of tenderness that mismatch.

Uncover me with affection,
Leave protection that mustn’t be shield.
With your will to thrill my selection,
A collection of diamonds that appear to be real.

Please take thee reward I'd receive from greatness;
Excused the lateness with a great deal of ardor.
I rather more of affectionate faintness,
Than weightiness that allow in excess of dire galore.