I have a lover, who has eyes as deep and enveloping as the dead sea, and a smile as sweet as the lemon and sugar stirred with my tea. We wake before the birds are up to make love to the morning, we raise our glasses to being young, and full of life. He holds me close when I'm feeling cold, and restless and oh so needy. I'm in utter lust, and I can't shake myself out of this dream
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