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Your are nettles
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter's liquid
But body's pine
You all sailors
But hate the beach
You say "Come touch me"
But you're always out of reach
In the dark
You me of a flower
That only blooms
In the violet hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
a meadow
in snow
Your are thistles
And hot-house grapes
You breathe your breath
And have me wait
In the dark
You me of a flower
That blooms
In the violet hour
I the out
I the sheets
You the station
Turn up the heat
And now you`re setting
Upon chair
You`ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful hair
In the you
Tell me of a flower
blooms
In the violet hour
In the dark
You tell me of a flower
That only blooms
In the violet hour
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter's liquid
But body's pine
You all sailors
But hate the beach
You say "Come touch me"
But you're always out of reach
In the dark
You me of a flower
That only blooms
In the violet hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
a meadow
in snow
Your are thistles
And hot-house grapes
You breathe your breath
And have me wait
In the dark
You me of a flower
That blooms
In the violet hour
I the out
I the sheets
You the station
Turn up the heat
And now you`re setting
Upon chair
You`ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful hair
In the you
Tell me of a flower
blooms
In the violet hour
In the dark
You tell me of a flower
That only blooms
In the violet hour
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