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As she kisses each tender tendril of mine Each little pinch she gives makes me smile With her around everything seems so fine I wish she was with me every mile … She kissed me so soft and sweet All the way till I could feel it in my feet. She is cold and unbrazen Yet she is warm and never frozen. She shattered me and made a misty din Her voice is like a merry djin She makes me feel as if I'm a king. She has these deep dark eyes Looking inside as far as I could Lost amongst them, long I stood. And if she asked, what would I say? Would I dare to throw it all away? Would yes be right? Or is it no? But she never asks, so on