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My Green-Eyed
Barely enough air to tend your fire
Use it sparingly or you'll run cold
My love, let me show you my desire
Your warm soul's shaking, all told
No, no... Keep them down at your side
Cede. No chains, struggle, or billfold
Slowly drain the hive's honey inside
Gripping; A flame's lick to your core
Don't succumb, you gasping green-eyed
Paralyzed, enchanted and shiny like hoar
Breaking tantric ice and begging for more
Use it sparingly or you'll run cold
My love, let me show you my desire
Your warm soul's shaking, all told
No, no... Keep them down at your side
Cede. No chains, struggle, or billfold
Slowly drain the hive's honey inside
Gripping; A flame's lick to your core
Don't succumb, you gasping green-eyed
Paralyzed, enchanted and shiny like hoar
Breaking tantric ice and begging for more
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