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Ûri Nîlû Jan 8
The fragments
Of your soul
Contain the
Very essence
That thrills
The particles
In mine
Ûri Nîlû Jan 9
The words were dripping
From your lips
Like honey

I could not resist the taste
And so I licked them
Until my lips were sticky too
Ûri Nîlû Jan 8
Your name
On my mind

You are dripping
From my lips

Just like royal jelly
You looked so sweet
But tasted so bitter

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