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Liner Notes

Our love was an acetate affair
long playing the evening

sensual blues on purpose;
you, the vinyl

I, the needle riding your groove
warm sounds of ecstasy

coloring the mood;
plush on caramel indigo

purple velvet
crushing red corvette

pops and creaks mimicking
a slow roaring fireplace

body heat on repeat,
melting into each other.
Written by Abruvanamedsly
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