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Come...take my hand. |
| A silent breeze slices throught the night, A quiet voice whispers through the rain, His slender tongue pronouncing the day's song, Singing lullabys of a soul with intense desire, Sound is not a bruise to leave on the heart, Yet he will use it like a tendril around you, Staggering off in secret for a wild evening alone, Consuming liquid love from his glass, Taste the nectar slow and sweet, His silent seduction will tame your wild heart. |