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Triolets of Passion I
the mystic golden hue
ohh! my dear sweet amber
yet, I have got no clue?
the mystic golden hue
it’s time I paid my dues
sweet passion of September
the mystic golden hue
ohh! my dear sweet amber
feel the skin for all it’s softness
feel the touch for it’s smoothness
devour the succulent in all darkness
feel the skin for all it’s softness
tasting a fruit with all its madness
oh! sweet Amber my dear sweetness
feel the skin for all it’s softness
feel the touch for it’s smoothness
the fruit of passion, its a mouthful
tearing into the fruit, its so sinful
breaking it apart, ohh so wonderful
the fruit of passion, its a mouthful
the triolets of passion, it is eventful
the store of the underground, how fruitful
the fruit of passion, its a mouthful
tearing into the fruit, its so sinful
ohh! my dear sweet amber
yet, I have got no clue?
the mystic golden hue
it’s time I paid my dues
sweet passion of September
the mystic golden hue
ohh! my dear sweet amber
feel the skin for all it’s softness
feel the touch for it’s smoothness
devour the succulent in all darkness
feel the skin for all it’s softness
tasting a fruit with all its madness
oh! sweet Amber my dear sweetness
feel the skin for all it’s softness
feel the touch for it’s smoothness
the fruit of passion, its a mouthful
tearing into the fruit, its so sinful
breaking it apart, ohh so wonderful
the fruit of passion, its a mouthful
the triolets of passion, it is eventful
the store of the underground, how fruitful
the fruit of passion, its a mouthful
tearing into the fruit, its so sinful
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