I want
To tell all the people
That you are the one
Seen through my heart’s peephole
I have the right
To ride
Your tide
Magic insight
That slow and precious melody
Enjoying your skin, ebony
Girl, sweet agony
Adoring you, my blasphemy
My door, you are
Evolving into these creatures
My door, you are
I know all your sinful features
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