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| Love Senses When you taste me, it's like a mountain spring With clear blue water amd a sparking sight. It's life falling in love for the very first time when I taste you in the middle of the night. When you smell me, it's like a flower's bloom With milk white petals and buds red bright. It's like falling in love for the very first time when I smell you in the middle of the night. When you hear me, it's like an angel's song With golden harp chords and strings pulled tight. It's like falling in love for the very first time when I hear you in the middle of the night. When you see me, it's like the open sky With pillow clouds and eagles in flight. It's like falling in love for the very first time when I see you in the middle of the night. When you touch me, it's like a paradise With deserted islands and soft moonlight. It's like falling in love for the very first time when I touch you in the middle of the night. |
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