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"Not yet," She calls, smile on bright faceVoice of crystal without inflectionOh how strange, such distasteHer dark eyes deep storms at nightAnd he too..
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Of all the gold in IrelandYour eyes are richest stillRivers running from sweetened rainGreen lands, freshly tilled.Of all the beauties of the worldBag..
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Pressed to the wall, your body's gone numb
You close your eyes while they're having fun
You're used to it now
On the hard bed, your form naked an..
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How love is seen, eye of beholderFrom burning passions to ashes smolderBlack coals of hearts, a weight ladenSilent distress and time bade-ned
A love ..
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The beauty of the worldCannot compare to your loveThe balance tight and securedAnd singing of a dove
The waterfalls in the jungleCannot match the pow..
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You're seeing the lightBut don't you fretI still love you, though I seeThe darkening of the sunsetIt's more of the same darknessThat I'd fallen in bef..
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His eyes bright as firefliesHalf-lidded and glintingSo sweet, I cannot denyI cannot fight how fast I'm sinkingSoft lips, soft touch, soft tipsBreath h..
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