(Verlaine)
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all afternoon gazing at the moon...
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well, I'm forgetting things before I think them.
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the stars are out... they're writing on my brow
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your names your qualities I could drink them
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Deep Deep Pulsation
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Deep Deep Penetration
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You say "ok please get me what I need"
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Well I'm sorry, I can't find it, please don't hate me.
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You glow in the dark... whispering in sparks...
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you say "I'm dripping wet..."
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You build a ladder and you lay it on the ground
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then you move away you move away you move away
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without a sound
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Penetration
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Tom Verlaine |