I saw you
not knowing that I had a thirst
I picked you up and drank you in
drank you in-all of you
quenched thirst satisfied
melancholy over me
drunk in you
drunk in your love
left satisfied
wanting more
I will not be content
until I have some more
more-some more
more of me-more of you
you and me having more
would be quite lovely
more of your swagger
to drink in again
and again
and again
drunk in your love
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