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lips are nettles
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter's liquid
But your body's pine
You all sailors
But hate the beach
You say "Come me"
But you're out of reach
In the dark
You tell me of a flower
only blooms
In the hour
arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back`s a meadow
Covered in snow
thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
You your sweet breath
And me wait
In the dark
You tell me of a flower
That only blooms
In the hour
I turn the lights out
I the sheets
You the station
up the heat
And now setting
chair
got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark you
Tell me of a flower
That only blooms
In the hour
In the dark
You tell me of a flower
only blooms
In the violet hour
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter's liquid
But your body's pine
You all sailors
But hate the beach
You say "Come me"
But you're out of reach
In the dark
You tell me of a flower
only blooms
In the hour
arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back`s a meadow
Covered in snow
thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
You your sweet breath
And me wait
In the dark
You tell me of a flower
That only blooms
In the hour
I turn the lights out
I the sheets
You the station
up the heat
And now setting
chair
got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark you
Tell me of a flower
That only blooms
In the hour
In the dark
You tell me of a flower
only blooms
In the violet hour
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