Mystery Elevator

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When the elevator rests on the seventh floor,

You'll slide through the door, a moonbeam,

And in an instant, a dream will come true,

A fleeting moment, a celestial glimpse.

My eyes will meet yours,

In a cosmic encounter, unveiled,

My smile will mirror yours,

In a dance of light, a play of darkness.

Our souls will dance in harmony,

In the elevator's silence, our symphony,

We'll forget the world, in a deep embrace,

In a fleeting moment, in a fruitful instant.

Our words will be like dew pearls,

In a sea of possibilities, a sweet shortcut,

We unravel the mystery, in a single caress.

And thus, in the mysterious elevator,

Where destinies intertwine, with ardor,

We uncover secrets, in a fleeting encounter,

Mystery, mystery, in a single gaze, in a single beat.

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