I see the swirls of curls
The lush of lips
The contour of hips
Smell her aromatic treat
Count the rhythm of her feet
Hear her voice with my skin
Make righteous my sin
Make madness passion
Abandon your ration
I watch from a far
As naming a star
And wish a wish I dare come true
You flounder for me as I for you
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