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Theoretical Love
Strawberry Sweet
Are those words you spit at me
Take me
Dance and romance our livity
Grab my hand, take a chance
Got no plans
So walk with me
Do you see the flowing
Of the energy that's forming
Above the Suns of you and me
Keep your mind on this trip
Have you thinking of my lips
As a rose in a flower vase
The way you form your words
Is like an angel in the sky
Tracing me into an embrace
Do the minds of our bodies
Greet the souls of our minds?
Or is just souls and bodies?
But most importantly.....
Do we have all three?
Connected to each others?
Or will this walk be a calamity?
Are those words you spit at me
Take me
Dance and romance our livity
Grab my hand, take a chance
Got no plans
So walk with me
Do you see the flowing
Of the energy that's forming
Above the Suns of you and me
Keep your mind on this trip
Have you thinking of my lips
As a rose in a flower vase
The way you form your words
Is like an angel in the sky
Tracing me into an embrace
Do the minds of our bodies
Greet the souls of our minds?
Or is just souls and bodies?
But most importantly.....
Do we have all three?
Connected to each others?
Or will this walk be a calamity?
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