illa meos somno lapsos patefecit ocellos ore suo et dixit sicine, lente, iaces? quam vario amplexu mutmus bracchia! quantum oscula sunt labris nostra morata tuis! non iuvat in caeco Venerem corrumpere motu: si nescis, oculi sunt in amore duces.
With a kiss she opened my eyes which had drooped in sleep and said: So, lazybones, you dare to doze! How we shifted our arms in a variety of embraces! How long my kisses lingered on your lips! There is no point in spoiling love by movements which cannot be seen: Id have you know, the eyes are loves guides.
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