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Intoxication
Your love is coursing through me
like sweet wine through my blood It intoxicates and exhilerates me soon, I hope, to flood My heart will overflow soon from this dizzying liquor but the way it's filling up now it couldn't flow any quicker From this sweet intoxication I taste inside my heart I hope I never come to sober and that we never part. |
Sounds like my kind of cocktail.
Very cool. |
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