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show me your light. The radiance of love shines from your eyes. See me, hoping for you,
Come to me, love,
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I've desired you
Come to me, love,
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our lips meet. Tongues dance, tightly embracing. Your taste,
Come to me, love,
So I will know,
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By Curt aka SlowDanceInYourMind |
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