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You slither under my unarmed radar
Like such a sneak! Is it your time to strike?
My heart is trembling in its camouflage.
Your smokey romance dances in the light.

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There is no twist to this short story:
A girl that’s hot as honey
[or] A flower and it’s sunny…
I’m lost in all her glory.

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I lie in bed and smell a scent,
A scent that’s surely Heaven sent.
Or surely Hell where I pay rent,
While pained in flame? That’s what I smell!

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My lover’s skin in dark as darkest night,
But in the early day they kiss my lip.
This light and dark creates a right and wrong twilight.
“No good for me,” I say with every sip.

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They said that you were bitter
And bitter was your name.
But after just a taste of you
They’ve all now gone insane!

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