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Jan 2012
The emotions evoked in me
Are nothing short of extraordinary
Revolutionary drug
You supply to me

Whisper through a bottle of wine
Sun takes the color of your eyes
And I am merely a product
Of your hand on mine

Lips shake at the sound of my name
Dancing over your tongue,
Drenching me in a melody
I've neither heard nor sung

Here we are,
And one by one,
You swallow my words of quivering
Sincerity, one by one.
Rose
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