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back under your covers and i'm real again
back against your body and i'm real again
back with my hands, hips, lips and i'm real again
i'll open you up
and unfold you like a map of the world
           i can tell from the line that runs faintly
           from your forehead and dark down
           the centre of your lip
           you haven't been opened in
                       a long time
and i'll be careful not to tear you at the seams
as i read like roads and state lines your dreams
           i'll breathe in everything we are
           starcrossed - anxious and waiting to start
           until im tasting you from the front of my mind
           to the back of my tongue

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