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Your are nettles
Your is wine
Your laughter's liquid
But body's pine
You love all sailors
But hate the beach
You say "Come touch me"
But you're always out of reach
In the dark
You me of a flower
That only blooms
In the violet hour
arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
back`s 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 tell me of a flower
blooms
In the hour
I the lights out
I the sheets
You change the station
Turn up the heat
And now you`re setting
chair
You`ve got me tangled up
Inside your hair
In the dark you
me of a flower
That only blooms
In the hour
In the dark
You me of a flower
only blooms
In the violet hour
Your is wine
Your laughter's liquid
But body's pine
You love all sailors
But hate the beach
You say "Come touch me"
But you're always out of reach
In the dark
You me of a flower
That only blooms
In the violet hour
arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
back`s 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 tell me of a flower
blooms
In the hour
I the lights out
I the sheets
You change the station
Turn up the heat
And now you`re setting
chair
You`ve got me tangled up
Inside your hair
In the dark you
me of a flower
That only blooms
In the hour
In the dark
You me of a flower
only blooms
In the violet hour
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