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Euphoria
Your strobe eyes,
illuminate my deepest divides.
Makes the lava in my heart rise.
It's always explosion,
the way your passion soothes
Oozing into my most guarded grooves.
Your hand a fallen galaxy.
My heart became your gravity.
Your voice an ancient rhapsody.
All analogy would be the greatest fallacy.
Be my eternally sweet malady.
illuminate my deepest divides.
Makes the lava in my heart rise.
It's always explosion,
the way your passion soothes
Oozing into my most guarded grooves.
Your hand a fallen galaxy.
My heart became your gravity.
Your voice an ancient rhapsody.
All analogy would be the greatest fallacy.
Be my eternally sweet malady.
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