Your eyes they glimmer with hope
Even when you are putridly doped;
Your fingers smell of musk,
Your hair shining in glow.
Your aura is that of someone
Full of love and galloping around
And if you really must know
You have caused me to be more sound.
You are beautiful and lovely,
A real angel in my life
And we have seen each other through
Many a nightly strife.
Your heart I must have,
Your love I must secure
Because you are so sweet and musky,
So pure of that I'm sure.
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