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I drink you in
Morning dew on a flower pedal
I drink you in
Ice cubes on a hot day
I drink you in
Rainy days in a summers’ heat
I drink you in
Clothes that cling accentuating every curve and line of your
body
Thirst building, heavy breathing, parched throat
I want to tastes you on my lips
The funky, sweet nectar found in your hips
I drink you in
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