I walked the forest and hills  Looking for a lost treasure  Now here I am sitting on the rock  Looking at the river  Staring at the Nature's mirror  I see his face emerging  The memories resurfacing  And then my heart starts to beat  And then I start imagining  His face makes me want to scream  His shoulder makes me want to sleep  His stance makes me want to sin  Where art thou, angel of the night?  Where art thou, my wonderful man?  Looking back at the river  It gives me a love fever  Staring at him, makes me scream  Scream like a wild beast  Like a thunder and a blowing star  And then my heart start to beat  My soul is hovering  My legs start levitating  Transported by the leafs of a violent wind  Followed by the sadness of the cold rain  Looking back to see  It was just ....  It was just in my mind  And then my eyes start dropping tears  I am the lady of illusion       BY JOHN MAYER CHARMANT     (THIS POEM MUST NOT BE REPUBLISHED UNDER ANY OTHER SIGNATURE BESIDES THE AUTHOR’S SI...
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