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