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